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... ~!" Fumeko skipped and sang ahead, almost mockingly at Jotou, whilst Hotaru and Jotou walked side by side.

The large tent propped up in Kria Park around noon—when the show was to begin. The three shuffled into the benches, under the purple and yellow tent.

"Now that I think about it, I don't think I've ever been to an actual circus," Jotou whispered, a little louder to be heard apart from the chit-chat around.

"I snuck in when I was very little; I didn't get to see much t ...

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