The candy in her mouth slowly melted, and her memories grew more and more sluggish. Manyu sat down on the edge of the bed, absent-mindedly picking at her fingers.
Anyway, there was no chasing him away; he was like a plaster, sticking fast to her and preventing her from even venting her temper.
Manyu thought for a moment, silently resolving: Once he finishes eating, I’ll kick him out. And all these rabbit plushies, bags, and clothes he brought... I’ll throw them all out. Just looking at them gets on my nerves.
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