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I thought I'd died. Instead, Kimura Hikaru—twenty-year-old Japanese history major, dead of a bicycle accident on a bridge in the dead of night—opens her eyes to find herself soaked, shivering, and utterly alone on the banks of a river that doesn't exist on any modern map. The kimonos, the thatched roofs, the sword scars on the foot soldiers who drag her through the streets—it all points to one impossible truth: she has fallen into the Sengoku period, the age of warring states she once studied o
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