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My Food Stall Serves SSS-Grade Delicacies! - Chapter 117: Whispers Around a Traveling Campfire
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... -perfume each other.
Smoke, spice, a whisper of caramelized sugar—Marron inhaled all of it and felt her pulse settle. After weeks of wilderness and ash, the scent of cooking was its own kind of prayer.
Mokko’s head turned left and right, eyes huge. "Smells like we walked into heaven’s pantry."
Lucy burbled happily from the jar Marron carried at her hip. "Means they have fresh water!"
"Behave, you two," Marron said, grinning despite herself. "If they let us stay, w ...
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