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div id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21303" class="yiv1634781814" style="margin-bottom: 0.14in; line-height: 16px;" align="CENTER"span class="yiv1634781814" style="color: #000000;"span class="yiv1634781814" style="font-family: 'Segoe Print';"span class="yiv1634781814" style="font-size: small;"span class="yiv1634781814" style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"The Yokai's Prayer/span/span/span/span/div
div id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21302" class="yiv1634781814" style="margin-bottom: 0.14in; line-height: 16px;" align="LEFT"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21301" class="yiv1634781814" style="color: #000000;"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21300" class="yiv1634781814" style="font-family: 'Segoe Print';"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21299" class="yiv1634781814" style="font-size: small;"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21298" class="yiv1634781814" style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"Synopsis: A Tengu and Kappa get lost in the fascination and commotion of a festival only to become friends with a young girl named Yumi who can see and talk to them, just like many of the elders of Japan can./span/span/span/span/div
div id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21275" class="yiv1634781814" style="margin-bottom: 0.14in; line-height: 16px;" align="LEFT"br class="yiv1634781814" /br class="yiv1634781814" /div
div id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21274" class="yiv1634781814" style="margin-bottom: 0.14in; line-height: 16px;" align="LEFT"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21273" class="yiv1634781814" style="color: #000000;"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21272" class="yiv1634781814" style="font-family: Gabriola;"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21271" class="yiv1634781814" style="font-size: large;"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21270" class="yiv1634781814" style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"Chapter 1-Washu and Genki/span/span/span/span/div
div id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21269" class="yiv1634781814" style="margin-bottom: 0.14in; line-height: 16px;" align="LEFT"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21268" class="yiv1634781814" style="color: #000000;"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21267" class="yiv1634781814" style="font-family: Gabriola;"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21266" class="yiv1634781814" style="font-size: large;"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21265" class="yiv1634781814" style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"A young tengu just recently spreading her wings decided to fly over a bustling town in Japan to investigate a festival. She was fascinated by what she saw and drawn by the smells, sights and sounds. The fireworks, especially, transfixed her, even though the humans had developed such impliments and inventions to frighten yokai such as her./span/span/span/span/div
div id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21264" class="yiv1634781814" style="margin-bottom: 0.14in; line-height: 16px;" align="LEFT"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21263" class="yiv1634781814" style="color: #000000;"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21262" class="yiv1634781814" style="font-family: Gabriola;"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21261" class="yiv1634781814" style="font-size: large;"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21260" class="yiv1634781814" style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"Her name was Washu and she was aptly named. Tengu weren't supposed to be pretty or attractive, but she was rather fetching for a hatchling. Like any hatchling, she was inquisitive. Against the harsh warnings of her parents, she ventured into human territory and into the din of a celebration, blissfully unaware that everything she knew was about to be turned upside down and atop its ear./span/span/span/span/div
div id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21253" class="yiv1634781814" style="margin-bottom: 0.14in; line-height: 16px;" align="LEFT"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21252" class="yiv1634781814" style="color: #000000;"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21251" class="yiv1634781814" style="font-family: Gabriola;"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21250" class="yiv1634781814" style="font-size: large;"span id="yui_3_16_0_1_1421937743486_21249" class="yiv1634781814" style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"Genki was your average kappa, or water elf, who happened to love frequenting human swimming pools and the occasional public bath house. He only went into male dominated bath houses and was far from being a pervert. Even though he was just a boy, he considered himself a 'gentleman'. He never took his parent's advice to 'steer clear of the dumb homo sapiens' as his parents cautioned him. He loved mortals, though. He found them excellent conversationalists and was as loquacious as any of the human elders could boast. One of the 'grandpapas' that came to the bath often became his surrogate dad and his best friend. He hoped he would hold onto that relationship forever, but the sounds of a festival in a village only a few blocks away drew him like a magnet. His hunger, grumbling louder and louder inside him, also drove him to the celebration./span/span/span/span/div
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