Notes

```To Asa,

I see you’re finally free. Good for you. I’m stuck with the caretakers and my ‘sisters’, so I can’t go see you right now, but it’s hard enough to find a P.O. box to send this in. Maybe by the time you’ll get this you’ll finally have somewhere to live and this whole thing would be pointless.

[There’s an extra sentence written in tiny font, as if hastily written afterwards, with red pen saying “DON’T BURN THIS’]

Masa sent some tickets for us for when you finally got out. It’s a special VIP pass to go behind-the-scenes for the movie he’s currently working on. It’s not like the shows you usually watch. It’s an action movie. There’s a lot of explosions and stunts happening, but it’s pretty safe. I think. Masa’s playing the kid that gets rescued over and over again and been acting like a damsel in distress. Reckless too. He’s been found at, like, three construction sites unattended. I know the kid he plays gets found at a construction site unattended but yikes. Let me know when you’re free, and we’ll go.

Do you remember that game we would play? I would be Juro, and you would be Taro, even though you’re the youngest of us. Masa would be Saburo, and he’s the oldest. Technically, they never said our ages, but I like to think you’re the oldest. Then me. Then Masa. Keep that from Masa, he would throw a fit. He’s still a little brat.

I miss your stories. Masa is driving me insane. Come knock some sense into him, or give him a story. I don’t care which.

From,
Hiki```

*The letter looked as though it was very hastily crumpled up until it was a tiny ball a long time ago, but had been meticulously smoothed out and carefully preserved afterwards. In the same bag that the letter was in, was a guest pass to a famous movie studio, along with a lanyard with tiny cartoon cats on it.*