As amaya left the school grounds, she fished inside of her bookbag for something, finding what she was looking for, she pulled out a piece of paper with an address on it.
"542 Sunset Blvd." Amaya muttered to herself.
As she was walking through the streets of Tokyo, she stopped to ask people for the direction to the shrine, everyone would shrug her off, until finally a old woman pointed her in the direction of the shrine museum. Bowing to the old lady, amaya turned to walk in the direction of the shrine, she got to the bottom of the steps, looking up, she sighed at seeing all the steps she would have to walk up, but it was necessary, she needed a job, and badly, so she just shrugged and started on her way up the stairs.
When she finally got to the top of the stairs, she saw a woman standing next to a huge tree, she looked to be in her late forties, early fifties, amaya took a deep breath before walking over to the one who had yet to notice her.
" Excuse me ma'am?" Amaya said politely.
The woman jumped in suprise at not knowing that the girl was standing behind her, the woman had her hand held to her heart, laughing at herself and trying to clam her heart rate.
" Yes, how may I help you?" The woman asked in a genuinely sweet voice, turning around to face amaya.
When the woman's eyes connected with amaya's, her own chocolate orbs widen in shock. Amaya stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to say to the woman who was staring intently at her. Gettining uncomfortable, amaya tapped the woman's shoulder.
" Umm excuse me, is everything alright?" Amaya asked.
" You look just like her." The woman mumbled to herself, still staring at amaya in shock.
Amaya was confused, and more uncomfortable.
" Umm, I'll come back tomorrow if today isn't a good day for you." Amaya said while backing away.
The woman snapped out of her shocked state and grabbed amaya's wrist, stopping her from moving.
" No, its ok, its just that, you bear a striking resemblance to my deceased daughter, it had taken me by surprise is all, but what can I help you with sweetie?" She said.
" oh, well I saw an add on tv about this shrine hiring young people to be tour guides, and I would like to apply for a position." Amaya said nervously.
" Oh, yes of course, right this way, I'll just take down your information, we are in desperate need of tour guides, we just opened up our museum, about a week ago, and it seems pretty popular, a lot of people visit." The woman said as she opened a screen door, going inside if the house, with me following behind her, we both slipped off our shoes and made our way to the kitchen, where she pulled out a notebook, she then took down all of my information.
" What's your name sweetie?"
" Amaya higurashi." Amaya said.
The woman dropped her notebook and started at amaya again.
" You, you said higurashi?" The woman asked.
Amaya looked at the woman confused, and slowly nodded her head.
" Yes ma'am."
The woman ran a hand through her short hair, her thoughts running wild, one thought in particular that she wish would be true.
" Sweetie, what's tour moms name?" The woman asked.
Amaya looked uncomfortable with the certain change in topic.
" I don't know my birth mom or dad, I'm a foster child."
The woman's thoughts were thinking something that she wanted to try and prove, she may be getting old, but she was not stupid, this young girl in front if her bears a striking resemblance to her daughter, and her last name is higurashi also, she had someone she needed to call.
The woman finished taking down amaya's info, even her clothes size for the uniform she would have to wear, after that, amaya let her know that she didn't have a phone but she could send her the information via email and she would be able to check her email at school, after they got all of that settled, amaya left to go back home.
When the teenage girl left out of the shrine, the older woman walked to her cordless house phone and dialed an important number, the woman heard the phone ring three times until she heard someone on the other line began to speak.
" Taisho inc. This is ami speaking, how may I help you?" A voice said.
" Yes, this is fumiko higurashi, I was calling because no need to speak with-
" Oh don't worry , I'll connect you right to him, just give me one moment."
" Ok, Thank you.' Fumiko said politely.
A few minutes later, fumiko heard a very familiar gruff voice answer the phone.
" Hello?" He said.
" Yes hello inuyasha, I have something I need to talk to you about."