…the two chatting surreptitiously as a procession of priests, musicians, and locals dressed like demons paraded down the street: the men hoisting erect wooden phalluses, the women embracing smaller carved penises swathed in red paper, the spectators touching the tips of passing phalluses to ensure good health for their children. “How remarkable,” commented Holmes. “I thought you might find this of interest,” said Mr Umezaki. Holmes grinned slyly. “My friend, I suspect this is much more to your liking than mine.” “You’re probably right,” agreed Mr Umezaki, smiling while his fingertips reached out for an oncoming phallus.