Eccentric Style 2

The inhabitants of the two lands separated by the sea thought of each other as strange people. Moreover, whether they voiced it or not, each believed that they themselves were superior.
One day, Taro asked his elderly parents, "Is it true that we are the strange ones, and that we stole their treasures and are imitating their ways?" His parents' faces turned pale.
"Who told you such a thing?"
"Does it matter who? The idea that they are strange is a lie, and they are actually beautiful and wise people, aren't they? I want to go there, to that paradise across the sea."
Hey now, don't say such reckless things. Although they scolded him, young people longing for the eccentric-style utopia appeared like bamboo shoots after the rain.
"Enough of that, longing for the ways of such barbaric people."
The parents tried to lock their children away to keep them from leaving the house.
"Help me, my real father and mother."
Taro's mother mutters.
"I thought something was strange from the beginning, with fruits washing ashore one after another and rhizomes creeping along the seabed."

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"It has been quite a while since we arrived here, but we have become completely accustomed to this place."

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