[Shiho's own book wasn't any better, filled page after page with a tiny purple-haired figure trying her best and being rejected by person after person until it had met an equally tiny red-haired figure and dark-haired figure. But still, having someone look into her past and reproducing it like this feels too invasive, even with adorable child-drawing Minamoto there.]
Thanks. [And with that she's pitching her own book in, giving it a dubious look and then turning that look on the other's food.]
...You'll get sick eating that. [Why not use the fire is what she doesn't get.]
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Thanks. [And with that she's pitching her own book in, giving it a dubious look and then turning that look on the other's food.]
...You'll get sick eating that. [Why not use the fire is what she doesn't get.]
At least warm it a little.