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... Competition, and things had settled into an oddly peaceful rhythm. The farm was quiet again—well, as quiet as it could be when Mira was loudly trying to charm a goose out of his turnips, Lira was silently judging everyone, and Eren was pretending the sudden flood of attention wasn't bothering him.
"You know," Mira said, bent over a weed patch with her sleeves rolled up and a streak of dirt across her nose, "you should wear your medal more often. You looked really cool."
Eren, wh ...
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