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alza la vista al sentir la presencia de la otra demonio, ojitos vuelven a la katana tras haber observado a la contraria.
βMukyo-san, buenas.β
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una existencia vacΓa es el regalo mΓ‘s bello. que no se queje, mΓ‘s bien debe celebrar los regalos de dejar morir el ser. Todo es fΓΊtil al final.
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she remains quiet. until the lethargic cadence of her voice cuts the silence.
β Would you grant me the grace of your presence ?β
she invites in her soft ghastly voice
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βIndeedβ
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Mukyo agrees, her voice slow and simple. then she stops, eyes linger for a moment on the cloth, then she continues.
βso beautiful and yet so insignificantβ
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mukyo hums softly before answering.
βa landscape. wheatgrassβ
the beige cloth is decorated with rows of golden wheatgrass surrounding a red pagoda
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