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After I entered, a Japanese woman appeared. She introduced herself in English as a kyudo student whom Suhara Osho had asked to help find an interpreter. She went on to explain that an interpreter would be coming soon. She excused herself and left me alone with Suhara Osho. He made two bowls of matcha, the type of tea used in tea ceremony. We set in silence as I watched him froth up the tea with a bamboo whisk. We drank in silence, unable to converse. After some time, the woman arrived with the interpreter, an American who was a friend of hers.

Suhara Osho and the woman very politely started asking me questions. First they wanted to know the nature of this visit. I said that it was to say "hello" and to see if it would be possible to train here. They asked where I was living. I said in Zama (which I had learned that day was two hours away by train). I was told that perhaps commuting from Zama would be too inconvenient. I told them that I did not mind the train ride. I was told there was a kyudo dojo in the city of Zama. I told them I would check but that I would still like to study in Kamakura.