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... n the mirror. Can sat by the sink, playing with toothpaste.
She raised her hand, testing its tendons—feeling the grip that could fold a pan in half. And then she slapped herself.
Again, she slapped, leaving a fresh red mark across her cheek.
It wouldn’t go away. The bloom over her sister’s head. One hundred and fifteen.
Please, Mio-san.
The hunger was pleading now. That was entirely new.
Please.
[Debt: -30,000]
Mio had enough.
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