"A peach?" I repeated, half in disbelief.
'Not just any peach,' Harunaga replied, his face contorting into a sly smile. 'This is the peach of the Immortal Realm.'
I frowned, puzzled. Harunaga seemed to speak of this "peach of the Immortal Realm" as if it were a well-known fact, something everyone ought to know. But it was entirely foreign to me. I vaguely remembered reading some story about a magical peach when I was a child, back when my mother would read to me. But whatever she might have told me had long since faded from memory.
"What exactly is this… Immortal Realm peach?"
'Have you not heard of Peach Boy, Momotaro?' Harunaga said, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course I know the story of Momotaro, the boy born from a peach," I replied, not hiding my confusion.
