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... iar living room, offering a polite morning greeting to the elderly woman seated by the low table.
"Onee-chan, why are you so late!" a small voice rang out, light but teasing.
He turned his head to see a little girl—bright-eyed and full of spunk—pouting at him in mock reprimand. She seemed no older than ten, her tone already brimming with the familiarity of family.
He responded with a mild nod and sat at the empty cushion next to the table. Before him was a hearty breakfas ...
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