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The warden smiled. "You're welcome," he said. "I'm glad you could see our prison for yourself. I hope you'll write a fair and accurate article about your experience here."

"I'm here to visit the prison," Kaito replied, flashing his press credentials. "I've heard a lot about Shimizuan and I'd like to see it for myself." Prison on the Saddle -Final- -Shimizuan-

Kaito nodded eagerly, taking out his notebook and pen. "I'm interested in learning more," he said. The warden smiled

As he stepped off the boat and onto the island's rocky shore, Kaito couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The air was thick with the smell of salt and seaweed, and the sound of seagulls crying overhead only added to his anxiety. He had heard stories about the prison's remote location and the difficulties of getting in and out, but he was determined to see it for himself. I hope you'll write a fair and accurate

Kaito was struck by the sense of community that existed among the prisoners. They seemed to have formed strong bonds with one another, and were supportive and encouraging.

The warden smiled as he watched Kaito's reaction. "This is what it's all about," he said. "We're not just punishing people for their crimes. We're helping them to become better versions of themselves."