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... s are my favorite." Aria says as she takes a seat on the grass.
She doesn’t seem to be bothered in the slightest, even if the grass can stain her all white clothes. I guess she really is pretty carefree with how she lives here.
I kind of expected her to be a bit more worried about her clothes getting dirty if anything.
The rose she picked up was a lot like a normal one except it was blue. Hence the name ’Blue Rose’ but I’d never seen them before.
She gestures for ...
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