![]() She nearly dropped her bento for her Ōdanna, startled by the sight before her. His fire that she kept close to her chest, never off and filled with Ai-chan. Ōdanna, her fiancée-through choice now-like the hidden realm, like an onigiri with a surprise filling but the aftertaste was sweet. His fire gave him bite, like the southern beef but grilled in familiar curry. Ginji-San, her staunch supporter and steady like a dish from the apparent realm. Her heart, frail and only human, knew that she loved too much. Who she simply was, something spoken with reverence, with fondness, with exasperation by Ginji-san, by Ōdanna. A name she's known all her life, an oxymoron considering her last name.Ī Title, a weight she cannot escape nor shove aside.Īn insult, a half-breathed fearful thing something she can hide behind.
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