Disclaimer: Saki is not mine.

Saki was dragged by Awai to join her on a quick shopping trip for drinks and snacks for the team. Awai chatted non-stop as they left the training room, while Saki just smiled, her attention drifting. Teru, watching from a distance, seized the opportunity. She stealthily signalled to Takami and Seiko, indicating they should follow the two.

Teru knew that the recent meetings had been taxing on Saki, and Teru's concern for her sister was growing by the day. Saki may pretend that she's okay but Teru as her older sister can tell when her sister is troubled. She was scrapping her brain for ideas and wished things were as simple as they were younger.

Wait, maybe that can help. There's a hill there filled with flowers that we used to visit.

She remembered the tranquillity of their childhood in Nagano Prefecture. They might not have the most perfect childhood but there are moments of reprieve, a place of peace and comfort.

Teru approached Sumire Hirose, who somehow knew from years of being her friend, teammate, and classmate that Teru needed to tell her something.

"Sumire," Teru said, her voice steady but with an undercurrent of urgency. "I've been thinking about Saki. She's been under a lot of stress lately, and I want to help her clear her mind."

"That's why I have been stopping Awai much hoping that can help distract her," Sumire noting the concern in Teru's eyes. "What do you have in mind?"

"What do you think about…," Teru began seeking counsel from her friend, "arranging a pseudo-training camp in Nagano. It might give Saki a chance to reconnect with a familiar and peaceful environment."

Sumire considered this for a moment, nodding thoughtfully. "It sounds like a good idea. Sometimes a change of pace can do wonders. I will set it up and talk with the coach, Takami can help me." Sumire is already thinking about the logistics.

Teru's face softened with relief. "I appreciate that."

Sumire waved her hand, "This is for the team. Saki is our captain as our last player of Shiraitodai, I want her to be at her best. I'm more than happy to help."

Teru nodded knowing that despite Sumire's comments that she is also worried about Saki especially with how quick Suire was willing to help her. Teru added "If the coach hesitates, just let her know that I suggested the idea."

"Understood," Sumire replied. "I'll get everything sorted out."

With their plan in motion, Teru felt a sense of hope. She knew that the familiar surroundings of Nagano, combined with some time away from the relentless pressure, could be just what Saki needed. As Sumire took charge of the arrangements, Teru prepared to make her sister's unexpected retreat a reality.

The bus journey to Nagano continued into the evening, the rolling landscape outside blending into a tapestry of shadows and distant lights. Inside the bus, a tranquil silence had settled over most of the team, with Saki and Teru nestled comfortably in their seats, both deep in sleep. The rhythmic hum of the bus and the gentle sway of the road had lulled them into a state of peaceful rest.

Awai and Seiko, however, were not as settled. Their usual energy was on display as they engaged in a playful yet increasingly loud argument over which snacks were better. Awai insisted on the superiority of her favourite treats, while Seiko argued passionately for her choices. The back-and-forth banter, though light-hearted, was starting to disrupt the calm of the bus.

Takami, sitting nearby and keenly aware of the sleeping Miyanaga sisters, glanced over with a mixture of amusement and irritation. Her own attempt to catch a nap had been thwarted by the escalating noise. Taking a deep breath, she stood up and made her way over to the arguing pair.

"Hey, Awai, Seiko," Takami said, her voice low but firm. "Could you keep it down a bit? Some of us are trying to rest." Takami pointedly look at the pair of sisters sleeping.

Awai and Seiko paused, glancing up at Takami with wide eyes. Their playful bickering faded into embarrassed giggles as they realized the disturbance they had caused.

"Sorry, Takami-senpai," Awai said, her cheeks flushing slightly.

"Yeah, we'll quiet down," Seiko added, her tone apologetic.

Takami gave a nod of appreciation and returned to her seat, hoping that the bus would return to its serene atmosphere. She opted to drink a cup of tea despite the moving bus. The argument finally subdued, leaving only the soft murmur of the bus engine and the occasional rustle of movement.

Takami, having successfully restored some semblance of peace, took one last look at the sleeping Saki and Teru. She couldn't help but smile, appreciating the rare moment of quiet amidst the bustle.

Saki, oblivious to the commotion, continued to sleep soundly, her head resting gently against the window. Teru, equally undisturbed, was slumped against her sister, a peaceful expression on her face. The contrast between the sleeping sisters and the lively argument around them highlighted the unique bond they shared, finding tranquillity even in the midst of chaos.

Amidst the quieting of the bus, Sumire was busy making last-minute calls. She had taken charge of the logistics for the pseudo-training camp and was coordinating final details with the ryokan staff. Her eyes darted towards Takami when she noticed that Awai and Seiko settled down, a look of approval evident on her face.

After four hours travelling, the bus finally rolled to a stop in front of a ryokan, and the team began to disembark, their earlier excitement rekindling. Teru woke up before her sister and softly urged her to wake up. "Saki, wake up," Teru carefully nudged her sister. "We are at Nagano."

The ryokan was modern, with sleek design elements that contrasted with the traditional charm of the surroundings. Despite its contemporary feel, it was clear that the ryokan aimed to offer a blend of comfort and traditional Japanese hospitality.

It is a good thing that the club have a lot of budget, Sumire thought, if we are going to an Onsen might as well go to a good one.

Sumire took charge of the check-in process and quickly they were led to the room where the whole team will be staying.

Once everyone was settled, the team gathered in the dining area for dinner. The ryokan had laid out a fantastic spread of seasonal dishes: fresh sashimi, grilled fish, and steaming bowls of miso soup and rice. The smell was mouth-watering, and the sight of the food made everyone's stomachs rumble in anticipation.

Awai and Seiko were the first to dive in, practically inhaling their food. Awai grabbed another piece of sashimi with a delighted exclamation. "This is amazing! I could eat this all day!" she said, her eyes wide with excitement.

Seiko, barely pausing between bites, laughed around a mouthful of rice. "Slow down, Awai! Hey that sashimi is mine!" Then quickly grabbed the said sashimi and shoved it to her mouth.

Their eagerness was met with amused looks from the rest of the team. Takami shook her head with a smile. "Can't you at least pace yourselves?"

Awai flashed a grin at Takami. "But it's so good! I can't help it."

Meanwhile, Teru was more focused on the dessert menu. She kept glancing over at the small display of sweets in the corner, her eyes lighting up every time she saw the assortment of traditional treats. She leaned over to Saki, who was savouring her meal at a more leisurely pace.

"Hey, Saki, look at those desserts over there," Teru said, trying to sound casual. "I heard the mochi here is supposed to be incredible."
Saki glanced over at the display and slightly smiled at her older sister's antics. "Onee-chan, I guess we could save some room for dessert."

Teru grinned, "Hmm, I heard the strawberry one's the best. You can have some, Saki."

Takami on the other hand ordered tea for everyone.

After dinner, the Shiraitodai team eagerly made their way to the ryokan's hot spring baths. The air was crisp and cool, a refreshing change from the warmth of the dining room. As they stepped outside, the sight of the outdoor onsen, surrounded by lush greenery and overlooking distant mountains, greeted them. The setting sun cast a golden hue over the landscape, creating a serene and picturesque backdrop.

Awai, her energy still high despite the long day, was the first to reach the hot spring, her excitement evident. "Wow, this place is amazing! Look at that view!" she exclaimed, then dived at the onsen.

Seiko, trailing behind her, nodded in agreement. "It's perfect. I can't wait to get in. My muscles are so sore from sitting on the bus all day."

Takami, carrying a towel and a relaxed demeanour, smiled at the enthusiasm of her teammates. "Let's make sure we don't splash around too much. It's supposed to be a calming experience."

Sumire glad that someone is controlling her hyperactive team members, pointedly look at Awai. Seemingly aware of the stare that was being bestowed upon her, Awai stopped splashing the water towards Seiko.

Saki, taking in the tranquil atmosphere, walked slowly towards the edge of the onsen. She looked out at the mountains; her usual serious expression softened by the peaceful surroundings. "It's beautiful," she said softly, her gaze lingering on the landscape.

Teru who was right behind her sister heard her and smiled. Hoping that their rendezvous at Nagano will be worth it.

Nodoka sat on her futon in the shared room at the ryokan, the warm light from the sun over the pages spread out before her. The room was quiet, save for the occasional rustle of fabric as the wind blows from the open window. Hisa had given her the game records the night before, neatly printed on paper, and now Nodoka found herself engrossed in the analysis.

Nodoka continued to stare at the records of Amae Koromo, the captain of Ryuumonbuchi, with a mixture of fascination and confusion. The patterns in her games defied the logic Nodoka so heavily relied upon. Time and time again, her opponents seemed to struggle, their hands stalling while Amae Koromo's hands became increasingly valuable. The records highlighted a particularly rare win by haitei raoyue, where she drew the winning tile on the last possible draw, a move so improbable it bordered on the supernatural.

Nodoka frowned, trying to make sense of it all. She prided herself on her analytical approach to mah-jong, but Amae Koromo's results were beyond explanation. It is improbable. Was it luck? Skill? Or something else entirely?

Maho and Yuuki somehow went for an early walk in search for tacos, god knows where they are planning to look for one as shops are usually not open so early in the morning. Kyoutaro on the other hand was sent on an errand by Hisa.

Mako and Hisa were both drinking their tea by the window, secretly observing how Nodoka is.

"Achaa I hope I wasn't too harsh." Hisa whispered softly to Mako who raised her eyebrows.

"I noticed Nodoka's restless, what did you do now Buchou?" Mako asked conspiringly.

"I might have made her fully question her own playstyle." Hisa whispered back. Mako closed her eyes and open it again, refusing to believe what their Buchou just said.

"Why? Didn't her playstyle vastly improved already hugging that penguin stuff toy?" Mako trying to make sense of Hisa's action.

"I am considering her for the Captain's position." Hisa replied and sipped her tea. "I think she is still the best position."

"Why not you?" Mako raised her tea cup towards Hisa, "You can be the Captain, I think."

"You want our team to rely on MY luck?" Hisa slightly chuckled, "I still think Nodoka's the best for this position and I am honestly a bit guilty for putting her on the spot."

Nodoka's brain is simply refusing to accept what's in front of her. Carefully folding the pages, she stood up and crossed the room to where Hisa and Mako was sitting, sipping their tea. Hisa and Mako looked up as Nodoka approached, sensing their teammate's unease.

Mako noticed the hesitation in Nodoka's steps, the slight furrow in her brow. It was clear that something was weighing heavily on her mind. As Nodoka reached them, Mako could tell that the conversation about to unfold might be one that required a more private setting. She decided to make herself scarce.

"I'm just going to stretch my old bones," Mako said, rising from her seat. She shot Hisa a knowing glance, a silent acknowledgment that this was something Nodoka needed to work through with their captain.

'What are you? An old man?!' Hisa thought.

"Buchou," Nodoka began, her voice laced with uncertainty, "I've been studying Amae Koromo's game records, and… I can't understand how she's doing it. Her opponents' hands just… don't progress, while hers always seem to be expensive. How can that be?"

Hisa leaned back, considering Nodoka's words. She had anticipated this moment, knowing how much Nodoka valued logic and strategy in her gameplay. Nodoka spurn luck and it is basically one of her fundamental belief.

"It's not something that can be easily explained," Hisa replied thoughtfully. "Amae Koromo has a unique playstyle, one that doesn't always align with conventional logic. Some say she has an ability, something that makes it difficult for her opponents to advance their hands. It's not just about skill; it's also about how she influences the flow of the game."

Nodoka's brow furrowed further.

Sensing that Nodoka didn't quite get it, Hisa proceeds to expand. "There are players out there who seem to operate outside the bounds of logic." Hisa continued, "…like the Miyanaga sisters."

"But how do I prepare for something like that? How do I counter an opponent whose playstyle is so… unpredictable?"

Hisa smiled softly, "That's the challenge, isn't it? You can't always rely on logic alone. Sometimes, you need to adapt on the fly. You've got the skills, Nodoka, but don't forget to look around you and, in your case, update your current data. I know this isn't easy for you, especially since you've always trusted in logical consistency. But that's precisely why it's such a tough challenge."

She nodded slowly, determination settling in her eyes, but still not fully understanding it yet.

Nodoka paused, the weight of Hisa's words settling in. The idea of adapting beyond her logical approach was daunting, almost like asking her to abandon the very foundation of her playstyle.

Hisa noticed the hesitation in Nodoka's eyes and added, "It's going to be difficult, no doubt. But if you can integrate that unpredictability into your data-driven approach, it might give you the edge you need."

Nodoka excused herself and Hisa gave her time to dwell on it and she doesn't need to come back till their afternoon practice.

Her mind a whirl of thoughts as she walks outside the ryokan, she knew she had a lot to think about, but for the first time, despite the uncertainty she felt a spark of confidence.

Update the current data, Nodoka thought. She would find a way to reconcile her logical approach with the unpredictability of opponents like Amae Koromo…like Miyanaga Saki. She had to—for herself, and for her team.

Early morning the sun casting a gentle light over the landscape. The serene atmosphere of the previous evening had given way to a crisp, invigorating start to the day. The Shiraitodai team had enjoyed a relaxing night in the onsen, and now, the ryokan was waking up to the promise of a new day.

In the shared room, the quiet was suddenly disrupted by a playful commotion. Awai, brimming with morning energy, had decided to wake up her teammates with an impromptu game of "wake-up call." With a mischievous grin, she was gently but persistently nudging Teru and Saki awake, her enthusiasm nearly palpable.

"Teruuuuuu~ Saaaakiiiiii~Wakey wakeeey~!" Awai said as she nudges both awake.

Seiko, trying to stifle her laughter shoulders shaking, watched the scene unfold with amusement. Sumire who was massaging her temple and Takami who look as calm as ever, having been woken by the noise, simply watched in bemusement as their teammates stirred from sleep.

"Come on, sleepyheads! It's half past nine!" Awai's voice rang out, her playful nudges continuing despite the groggy protests from Teru and Saki.

Saki, still half-asleep, squinted at Awai. "Five more minutes?" Clearly not a morning person, she mumbled, her voice muffled by the pillow.

Teru, woken by the persistent nudging, rolled over with a groan. "Alright, alright, I'm up," she said, her voice thick with sleep. She glanced at Saki, noting that she's still struggling against Awai's wake-up call. "Saki, it's morning."

Saki sat up clearly groggy from sleep yawns and said, "Morning?"

Seiko still giggling from her teammates antics finally burst into laughter.

After the group had gathered in the dining area and enjoyed a hearty breakfast, Teru decided it was time for a little outing. She talked softly to Saki, who was finishing her tea.

"Saki, come with me?" Teru suggested.

Saki looked up, her eyes brightening at the idea. "Are we going to look around, Onee-chan?"

Teru nodded and smiled.

Saki smiled, "I'll go tell, Sumire-senpai!"

Teru stopped Saki and shook her head, "Leave that to Onee-chan, okay?"

As Teru and Saki were preparing to head out for their walk, Teru approached Sumire, who was checking her phone at a corner table.

"Sumire," Teru called softly, making sure not to disrupt the others still eating. "Saki and I are going out for a walk."

Sumire looked up, her expression thoughtful. "Alright. Remember to take your phones with you. We have our practice session this afternoon, so make sure you're back before then."

Teru nodded. "Hmm."

Sumire gave a nod of approval. "Good. Enjoy your walk, but don't stray too far. We'll see you back here later."

Teru handed Saki her phone, a precaution in case they got separated. "Here, just in case."

The two sisters set off, enjoying the crisp spring morning air and the picturesque surroundings. As they walked, they took in the lush greenery and the distant mountains, the tranquility of the ryokan's location providing a peaceful backdrop for their leisurely stroll. The budding trees and blooming flowers were a gentle reminder of the season's renewal, adding a vibrant touch to the serene landscape.

Saki, still relishing the calm, glanced around at the natural beauty. "This place is amazing," she said softly, a contented smile on her face.

Teru, walking beside her, nodded in agreement. "I'm glad we came here. It's nice to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city for a bit."

As they continued along the path, Teru's eyes grew nostalgic. "You know," she began, her tone casual but filled with warmth, "there's a hill nearby that we used to visit when we were kids. It's not far from here."

Saki's eyes lit up with curiosity and stopped walking. "Really, Onee-chan? Can we go and see it?"

Teru nodded smiling softly at her sister.

Teru smiled softly. "Of course."

They walked on in silence for a few moments, the significance of the memory lingering between them. Teru's thoughts drifted back to those simpler times—days filled with laughter and innocence, when the weight of expectations hadn't yet settled on Saki's shoulders. She had watched her sister grow from a carefree child into someone burdened by the pressures of the mahjong world, and it pained her to see Saki struggle with that weight.

Soon, the hill came into view, blooming with a sea of white flowers. The sight was breathtaking, the hill covered in delicate blossoms that swayed gently in the spring breeze.

Standing at the top of the hill, Teru looked at Saki and said, "Do you remember, Saki?"

Saki tilted her head, thinking. "What is it, Onee-chan?"

Teru nodded towards the flowers, her voice gentle. "When we were kids, I said that just like these flowers blooming high on the mountains, you should bloom bravely in our own way. Just like rinshan kaiho, how something beautiful can emerge even from the toughest places."

Saki stared at the ground, her sister's words echoing in her mind. Bloom like the flowers… She wanted to—she really did. But the weight of her reputation as a "National Class Monster" felt like an invisible chain, dragging her down whenever she tried to rise. The fear in her opponents' eyes, the whispered comments about her unnatural luck, all of it made her feel isolated, as though she were on a different plane of existence, one where no one could truly understand her.

She clenched her fists, the memories of her recent matches flashing before her eyes. It wasn't just about winning anymore; it was about the hollow victories that left her feeling emptier with each passing game. The thrill of mah-jong, the joy she once found in the game, seemed distant now, overshadowed by the expectations placed upon her. Was this really what she wanted? To be feared, avoided, and misunderstood?

A soft breeze rustled the petals of the flowers around them, and Saki closed her eyes, drawing in a deep breath. She remembered the days when she and Teru would visit the hill filled with flowers, where the world felt simpler, kinder. Back then, she played mah-jong with a pure heart, eager to connect with others through the game. But now, it felt like she was losing that part of herself, the part that loved mah-jong for the connections it created, not for the victories it brought.

But how? How could she bridge the gap between the feared monster everyone saw and the girl who simply wanted to play mah-jong with all her heart?

Teru's hand on her shoulder brought her back to the present. Saki looked up at her sister, seeing not just the stoic champion everyone else saw, but the sister who had always been there for her, guiding her through the darkest times. Maybe she could find a way to bloom, even amidst the pressure and the fear. Maybe, just maybe, she could rediscover the joy of the game, the way she used to when she was younger.

Saki's eyes softened as she looked out over the blooming landscape. "I remember now. It was about being strong and persevering, even when things seem difficult."

Teru smiled encouragingly at her as always, "That's right. Just like these flowers, I hope you continue to bloom bravely and reach your full potential. Just like how these flowers thrive in the mountains beyond the tree line."

Saki nodded, feeling hopeful by her sister's words. The peaceful setting and the reminder made her feel a renewed sense of purpose as they stood together on the hill, surrounded by the beauty of spring. Saki smiled, reminded that her sister is a constant pillar of support.

As they stood together on the hill, the moment of quiet reflection came to a natural end. Teru glanced at the sky, noting the time. "Let's look around?," she said gently, turning to Saki.

Saki nodded, her spirits lifted by their conversation. Together, they began the walk to the path now familiar underfoot. The peaceful ambiance continued to surround them, the distant sound of birdsong and the rustle of leaves in the breeze adding to the tranquility of the morning.

After a short while, Teru paused, glancing around before turning to Saki with a small, apologetic smile. "I need to make a quick stop at the restroom. It's just up ahead," she said. "Do you need to go too?"

Saki shook her head, "I think I want to stay here for a bit." Saki said bashfully to her sister. Teru knowing her sister probably wants some alone time said, "You have to stay on this bench and not wander around."

Saki nodded. "Sure, Onee-chan." She pulled out her phone, showing it to Teru. "I've got my phone with me," Saki trying to reassure her sister.

Teru smiled, reassured. "Good. I won't be long." With that, she headed off toward the restroom, leaving Saki by a nearby bench.

Saki sat down, her eyes wandering around the peaceful scenery. She let her mind drift, still reflecting on the conversation with Teru. The warmth of the sun, the gentle breeze, and the calm atmosphere made it easy to relax.

As she glanced around, something caught her eye—a swaying movement, delicate and rhythmic. It was a lock of pink hair, gently moving with the wind. For a moment, Saki found herself captivated by the sight, thinking it looked so pretty against the backdrop of the spring blossoms. The thought was almost subconscious, a fleeting admiration for the delicate colour and the way it moved.

But then, realization struck. Pink hair… Saki's eyes widened slightly as she recognized the familiar figure. It's Haramura Nodoka.

Note: Slightly longer chapter than the others. I am used on writing shorter ones and usually run out of steam. I like dwelling on the inner turmoil per say.

Just want to explain why Saki seem to forget the hill and what her sister said on that hill. I am angling on Saki being really affected by the things that happened with her family and what happened for the last 2 years being treated like a monster and fixating on it that she forgot that happier bits. It happens sometimes even core memories seems so far away. I am thinking that's what happened to Teru in canon which would make sense in Saki playing her at the individuals with rinshan kaiho but I would let Ritz cook.

I am also very bad at constructing mahjong games and I would try to fix it, thankfully you don't have to be the best at mahjong with Saki. It is still a tough thing to write because of sooooo many characters.

Hope you enjoy it.