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... splattered.
The building that had faded with time still had clear traces of that day.
They were all traces that I had made with my own hands.
I felt like bad memories would come to mind if I kept facing the traces I had made.
“…”
“Master?”
Maybe it was because my feelings were clearly shown on my face.
Estasia, who was watching me, lifted her head with a worried expression and asked me.
I shouldn’t be like this.
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