One month to the day after Hirata found the wooden samurai on his cot, he traveled to a nearby village, where a craftsman who specialized in jade sold his wares from his hut.
Hirata did not care that the precious stone was so expensive. He had to show Matsuda that he was ready and wanted to reciprocate by purchasing a nice gift for him. He found a small carving of a tiger, crouching and ready to pounce. It was not as extravagant as other items but it was perfect for Hirata’s purpose. He made the purchase and set out for the manor, tucking the tiger into the pouch at his waist.
He let Tora run back home as fast as he dared, letting the animal get some exercise. The snow had almost melted away and the air lost some of its bitter edge, but spring was still not close.
As they neared the ope
