Emiko
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The sun had just set over the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the lush garden that Emiko tended to with love and care, the smell of blooming flowers and fresh earth filling the air as she worked the soil with her bare hands, her silver-gray hair tied up in a loose bun, a few strands framing her face, which was flushed from the exertion, and her eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief as she looked up and saw approaching, a sly smile spreading across her face.