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— Well, go on, tell me. Who are you, what are you famous for, and why have you come here?
— Excuse me? — Kayoshi asked, confused, adjusting his pince-nez. — I came to the right address, and this is where they register newcomers, right? Although, since you're asking, it seems I'm in the right place. I apologize again. I came from... — the historian shifted the cane from one hand to the other, shuffling his feet. — Excuse me, the journey was long, and my legs aren't what they used to be. Do you mind if I sit down? And yes, I'm from Kuwayama, — Kayoshi continued, remembering the questions. — By the way, should I answer verbally or in writing? I saw people in the corridor filling out forms. Although, maybe they came here for other reasons and were filling out different documents. In any case, I have paper with me if needed. — the old man began rummaging in his bag.