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... eventually didn’t use the opportunity to tease the Little Arrogant. He used the ingredients from the restaurant and simply prepared them, then borrowed a small hotpot.
It was already past the dining hours for travelers, so the few people in the restaurant were scattered with no interaction. Sitting by the window, Shirakawa Sawahei lit a solid alcohol fuel, and the blue flame rose, gradually spreading warmth.
"It’s snowing again."
"Isn’t it nice to eat hotpot on a snowy d ...
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