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❝ You four have the same personalities.❞
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Chapter 47
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The sky had turned into a soft orange hue, painted wide like a canvas above the rooftops. It was warm, hazy, and beautiful in a way that made everything feel still.
You stood in front of the gate, lost in thought for a moment, before deciding to head to the nearby convenience store.
The stranger's words still lingered in your mind-the one who claimed to be Asuto's father-but you pushed it aside. You weren't in the mood to deal with confusing drama. Not while dealing with this kind of pain.
The glass door slid open the moment you stepped forward, and a rush of cold air greeted you. Inside, it was just like any other convenience store, clean, brightly lit, filled with snacks, daily items, and things you never really needed until the moment you did.
"Hm... Pads..." you muttered under your breath.
Yes. That time of the month had arrived. That sacred, painful period where a girl's body decided to ruin her day. And of course, the reader shall know pain.
