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"Good day. Is nice axe. Where Nekohanten eating place?"
Ukyo turned around, expecting from the phrasing and the Chinese accent to see Amazons.
These were not Amazons. Amazons did not wear fur kilts, woolen vests, and horned helmets. Amazons weren't close to seven foot tall with long golden hair, beards, and piercing ice-blue eyes. And Amazons didn't smell like fish.
"Um... about ten blocks that way, then left for another three... you can't miss it."
"Thanking you. Have herring as thanking you gift."
"[You and the herring again! Forget the herring!]"
"[It's supposed to be polite to give gifts in Japan, I heard! And it's perfectly good herring!]"
The sight of two apparent Vikings arguing in Chinese was sufficiently distracting to Ukyo that she just stood staring as they walked off. Then she stared at the herring that had been thrust in her hand.
At least it was a very high quality herring.
Girl Days, Chapter 18
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