After a while, he seemed to realize something, jumped off the cow's back, and rushed over.
"Mountain God, is it really you? I'm so happy to meet you..."
Mrs. Imperial looked over at the little boy with rolled-up sleeves and sun-darkened arms.
"What's your name?" Fujiwara Reya patted the boy's forehead.
A gentle glow emerged from his palm.
"Saburo!" the little boy eagerly replied, his innocent but slightly shy eyes gazing at Mrs. Imperial, "Is this the Mountain God's Wife? She's so beautiful..."
"Hello, Saburo." Mrs. Imperial smiled, took out a hairpin she no longer needed, "Take this, and give it to a girl you like in the future."
"Thank you, Madam."
The boy immediately brought his heels together and saluted.
After he left, Fujiwara Reya took Mrs. Imperial's hand and complained, "I've given him the Mountain God's protection enough to keep him healthy for life, and you give him a hairpin. I'd rather you gave it to me; I'd keep it as a dowry for my daughter..."
