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... g Mall. There are other beastkins there, Anri said as she chewed on her bun.

Weya nodded lightly. She looked at the buns in the paper bag, swallowed, and then took out the biggest bun in the bag and bit into it.

Mmmm~ ahhhh~

The softness of the bun and the rich aroma of the bread combined with the slight sweetness made the most delicious food that Weya had ever eaten. This tastes even better than the game meat that we hunted in our tribe.

Mmmm~ ahhhh~

Weya ...

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