Erito.23.03.03.private.secretary.haruka.japanes... Guide

Erito talked little. When he did, his words were precise as the calligraphy on the photograph’s edge: "JAPANES..."—the rest of the word smudged by time or haste. He said the place belonged to his mother once, and that the kanji was the key. Haruka smiled—a small, compact smile—and wrote the kanji down as he pronounced it, confirming the phonetic leaps that could mean different things depending on a single stroke.