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Such feelings are causing conflict within May.

Is it really something to struggle with so much?

I'll give you a ticket, so please come watch the performance, Sato-san.

Mr. Sato rushed back into the house.

Sato-san is surprisingly popular.

Sato had spread out textbooks and the like on a table for four people.

And before returning to the bench, I looked at the wisteria.

He said so, as if speaking to the wisteria flowers.

There was neither hesitation nor conflict.

The pain subsides with Sato's healing magic.

Could you please leave it at that, Mr. Kato?

Kato gave a shake of the head.

The quiet voice, restrained in tone, instead revealed an inner conflict.

As if drawn in, she too looked up at the wisteria.

Hello, I'm Tomoko Sato from Japan.

Mr. Sato safely boarded the plane.

Mr. Sato speaks English well.

Miss Sato is in charge of my class.

Mr. Sato asked me many questions about the election.

We saw Mr. Sato leave the room.

Mr. Fuji died, leaving 4 children behind him.

It may have been Mr Sato who sent these flowers.

Hi, my name is Ken Saitou.

Do you remember Mr Saito?

Mr. Sato collapsed from exhaustion.

The news was told to me by Ito.

Mr Sato ran a supermarket in his hometown before he came to Tokyo.

"Who is that man?" "Mr Kato."

Mr. Kato was too old to work any longer.

Kato asked him many questions about the United States.

Mr. Ito is a highly educated man.