"I think I'll call you...Hotaru," Ryūji said, watching her head lean to the side in confusion. Her perplexed, mahogany eyes bore into him as she stared in silence, the embers of her spirit dancing within her irises. His gaze locked with hers as he grinned and resumed, "Y'know, like the fireflies that led me to you." . . . . She was perplexing to him, this mysterious bird. Ryūji wondered how a fairytale character like her could exist in the real world. Hotaru appeared to embody everything he envisioned when he thought of the story of the lost celestial spirit, and he couldn't help but wonder: how was that possible? Why did it seem like there was more to this story than his mother let on? 『 3 PARTS 』A:TLA BOOKS 1-3 original character x original character
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