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... e kind of stillness that carried weight. Faint light glimmered from the merchant interface where Theo sat, his feet propped on a worn bench. The NPC cashier blinked slowly in standby mode beside him, her noble uniform still pristine in contrast to the scuffed stone counters.
Theo’s gaze was fixed on the projection hovering before him—NekoNekoNyan’s live stream. Volume off, chat scrolling in chaos. The streamer sat framed in soft pink overlays and bunny-ear cosmetics, speaking in that wel ...
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