Kenji felt that collector’s sixth sense tingle. He peered into the box. Buried beneath piles of old newspapers was the corner of a plate. Not just any plate. The cobalt blue glaze, the specific brushstroke of the dragon pattern... it was a Kinkozan. A genuine antique worth thousands of dollars.
"We have no wall space," Yui said. "Because of the other plates." tsuma ni damatte sokubaikai ni ikun ja nakatta best