Fukawa had managed to spend the miai avoiding the stench of the Unicorn's animals as much as she could. She put a lot of perfume on her fans, she spent a lot of time at the shrine.
But Takahiro needed to be walked before Fukawa retired for the night. Otherwise, she'd wake up with a gift she would have refused three hundred times. The puppy was bounding ahead of her, and sniffing lots of spots, but apparently he was picking up Crane habits in being picky.
The animal pens seemed promising at least. If he chose here, at least there wouldn't be anything out of place.
Oh but the smell of the area......as Fukawa brought her fan up to try and ward it off.