Kenjiro Okazaki
Aimlessly navigating the canals, he would sometimes leap onto small islands overgrown with reeds, cheering up lonely bulls with his whistles. He'd pick berries from thorny bushes, poke at rabbit burrows to startle the young ones, and giggle at coots dozing on the water's surface. His feet were always muddy and cheerfully wet.
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