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... ne night she dreamt of a day, when a boy who was a little older than herself was gazing at her with black eyes that glittered and sparkled like dark obsidian.
“Come on Chiiko, open up, it’s mealtime.”
Smiling sweetly, the boy held out a small spoon with a white, grain-like thing to her.
——–Eh? What? Am I supposed to eat this sort of thing?
The grain appeared to be soaked with water, turning it into a thick gooey substance. No matter how she looked ...
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