Claire dragged her suitcase along. There wasn't much she had decided to bring. She checked her phone.<br/><br/>33-1 Beika<br/>Iwamura<br/>Japan<br/><br/>She sighed. Japanese addresses always confused her. She closed it and put it in her pocket before making her way to hail a taxi.<br/><br/>Her father had given her the contacts of 2 students from Tokyo University who'd also been given an apartment to live together. It'd been her father's wish that they form a company here in Iwamura. For whatever reason she didn't know but she would respect his dying wish. There must be something special about this place. Her father spent his time rotating between his family in Canada and his company in Tokyo, Kyoto, Osaka ect ect ect, However no matter how big it had become, he'd always gravitated towards his family home here. With a pang she realized she was the only one left. No uncles or aunts. No brothers or sisters to carry on the Yukishiro name.<br/><br/>"Something on your mind ojou-san?" The taxi driver spoke up.<br/><br/>Claire was snapped out of her trance.  "Oh... nothing much." She fumbled the words. Her Japanese wasn't the best.<br/><br/>"Are you new to this town? I'm guessing you're not just a regular tourist eh?"<br/><br/>"My father left everything along with the request to take care of my mother and start a business here. She didn't want to come so here I am."<br/><br/>The taxi seemed to slow down, then jerk as the driver stepped on the accelerator again.<br/><br/>"Are you Yukishiro Takeshi's daughter perhaps?"<br/><br/>Claire nodded.<br/><br/>"I thought you looked familiar, you have his eyes. Yukishiro-san did a lot of great things for this city. His hotel chain brought many tourists to this town and he spent a lot of money helping develop the economy. The Yukishiro family all but died out but have been here for almost a century."<br/><br/>Claire smiled as the taxi came to a stop.<br/><br/>"Hold on ojou-sama" The driver handed her a map. "Check out these locations. It contains everything you need to know about this place which is not known on the surface."<br/><br/>Claire nodded and took the map. It'd be some time before the other two would come. She could take a bit of time to unwind right? She reached for her purse but the driver waved it away.<br/><br/>"Consider this a welcome home gift."<br/><br/>Claire nodded and thanked the driver as she stood in front of the traditional Japanese house, knowing it had futons, low rising tables and sliding bamboo doors. For someone growing up in the West, this was going to be swell.