The Terrors of Echizen

Last Sunday I was invited by Chris to help look after some primary and junior high school kids in Echizen. The kids would be making mochi (rice which is pounded until it becomes rubbery), so we thought it would be a simple job to supervise them. Little did we know they would be killers, every one. Their seeming friendliness and overriding cuteness was only a thin veil, disguising the animal blood-lust that dwelt behind their eyes.