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... e. The morning wind blew piercingly, sending a chill of the snow directly to the spine. I was adding firewood to the campfire.
“Patipati” – The campfire burned quietly.
“Kotokoto” – The soup in the pot was boiling.
A delicious smell filled the air.
Violet-san’s finger doodled on the snow.
I was in charge of overlooking the soup in the pot so it doesn’t get overcooked. As I stretched out, Violet-san’s finger tugged at my pants.
“What is ...
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