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Kaga gestured at the two men waiting outside. They had tough, weather-beaten faces. Naho had no idea what sort of age they were. If she had to classify them, she’d have to go with “geezer.” They had geezer hair and geezer clothes, with big, fat faces and beer bellies to top it all off.
Kaga was holding out a length of string. A little thinner than the string her father-in-law given them, it was twisted like rope. “Tops need the right kind of string to work properly. You’ll have much better luck with your top if you use this string.”