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“Outside? Do you want to go to the garden?”
“Nwot dat owtthide, de obal obbice.” (Not that outside, the Oval Office.)
Xavier, who was confused with my ‘Obal Obbice,’ nodded as soon as he understood me.
“Aha. Are you trying to see your aide? I’ll call him for you.”
I shook my head firmly.
“I’m gwonna gwo.” (I’m gonna go.)
“S-shall we?”
Since I would never be allowed to wander around the Imperial Palace by myself, it was bet ...
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