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... ns. However, lately, he’d abstained, aware that the family of four who lived here had been struggling to eat. They now depended on these very persimmons for survival. Worry creased Yuuta’s features as he balanced on the fence, peering into the dimly lit house.
“Love, you can’t take this medicine. I saw Taro next door take it and he turned into a monster!” A frail, yellow-skinned middle-aged woman with a child secured to her back tugged at her resolute husband. He clutched packets of medi ...
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