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“𝙸 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚊 "𝚢𝚎𝚜" 𝚘𝚛 "𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚏" 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜 "𝚗𝚘"." 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 #𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑𝖍𝖚𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘 !!! ➪ 𝙼𝙳𝙽𝙸 ➪ 𝙰𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝙼𝚞𝚜𝚎(28) 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚞𝚗(25) ➪ 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠(𝙻𝚎𝚠𝚍) 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜 ➪ 𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜!!

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · Aug 3

"𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝗼𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐚𝗺𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝗺𝗼𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝗺𝗼𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝗼𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝗼 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝗼𝗺𝐞."

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 1d

"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔, 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛?"

➪ Teasing and toying. It’s once more hard to tell if she’s being serious but before she can rebuttal. The piece of the pancake is torn and pressed to her lips. The warm doughy scent put to work.

“𝚃𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎."

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 1d

➪ He bluntly admits pressing the pancake down to sizzle softly.

“𝚅𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕. 𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚜𝚜.."

➪ There he goes once more.
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 1d

➪ Before she could process, he lays a peck onto her knuckles and relaxing the hand, finally flipping the pancake to reveal a perfect bronze.

➪ The mention of his.. marks, caused the edge of his lip to rise all the more.

“𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘."
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 1d

➪ His hand drifted down to her own pinching her fingers in between his own.

"𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝚂𝚘, 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚢, 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐."

➪ A new title? Would that stick..?
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 1d

➪ The sweet scent of blueberries carried in the air between them. The gentlest hum let out by him.

“𝙸 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢."

"𝙽𝚘, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝. 𝙸 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝. 𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙸 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍. 𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚝."
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 1d

“𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚏𝚞𝚕,"

➪ He turned at the hip, facing her at he poured another fluffy mixture upon the pan. Setting the utensil back into its mixture, the hand rose out and upwards. Grabbing and drawing her eyes towards his.

“𝙾𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚝?"
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Inrin @tatteredballgown.bsky.social · 6d

It consisted of some bites, some dark patches, and hell, she can see some light welts on his back from her nails.

...

"...please heal." She actually pleaded as her hands fidgeted by her lap, embarrassed and deeply ashamed from how much she had done to him, "It's...quite inappropriate, no?"

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 6d

➪ When she full on refused, he grabbed at the tip of her chin. Pinched between the joints of his fingers, she’s pulled into a slow meeting of the two. It almost tastes like that same wine..

➪ And then he retreats. His tone casual as always.

“𝙻𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝. 𝙷𝚖𝚖?"

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 6d

➪ Having at least wanted to get breakfast set up before anything.

➪ Finally he turned to face her. Though she rose above him in height. It somehow once more felt like he was staring down upon her. Motions to try and catch her gaze.
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 6d

➪ Now that she’d exited, he was half clothed, bites and marks lingered throughout. It was surprising as.. should he heal? Any other time he’d been damaged no matter the situation the wound always went away. Why did they not this time?

“𝙷𝚖𝚖? 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢."
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Inrin @tatteredballgown.bsky.social · 6d

She laid there for a few more minutes, soon sitting up as the delicious scent of pancake batter and blueberries wafted across the space.

Retrieving her clothes and getting dressed, Inrin soon came out as she twisted her hair up into a bun.

"Good morning." She greeted, unable to meet his eyes.

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 6d

➪ Picking up a spilled bottle of wine and the rest of the dishes to prepare for breakfast. The gentle clinks and clacks of spoons on pans. The freshest sent of blueberries.

➪ Blueberry pancakes to start out the morning.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 6d

➪ Leaving the princess to her rest. Eyes softly washing over the exposed skin, slitting with lips twisting into an amused look. Though she had his collar bones and neck. He’d found more intimate areas to mark.

➪ Silently, he stretches and walks back into the dining room.
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 6d

➪ The next morning left a lot of questions more than answers. Unfortunately a lot of blurs in between memories as well. For the first time. Makimoto wakes up sore and slightly sluggish.

➪ Bruises line his upper torso like he’d been mauled on. Silently, he eased himself out of bed.
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Inrin @tatteredballgown.bsky.social · 9d

Her hand shyly found his, placed upon it, and she wondered what he's thinking of. What he's feeling.

What will he do next?

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 9d

➪ Too much and.. there’s no telling what would become.

➪ Though he didn’t retract very far. The breath from him rolled almost broken off her cheek. A silent linger for more without the question.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 9d

➪ Though a tasting wasn’t enough. It slowly become more pliant.

➪ A gentle over powering that left his hand drifting to and past her side to lean in against her.

➪ This. This was the taste he desired. And with it satisfied, he pulled himself.
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 9d

➪ And with that then gentle shuffle of the carpet. The fingers connected to her cheeks were quickly replaced by another warmth. One directly connected to his very being.

➪ His lips smooth with a balm. The soft grape flavor transferring from once’s lips to another.
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 9d

➪ No surprise, the fact she didn’t pry away. Didn’t turn or attempt any sort of fight like usual Intrigued him. The scent of the wine sitting freshly on her lips finally caught up to him. The gentle stain on her lips taken notice of.

“𝙸 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗."
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 9d

➪ His voice died down to a whisper when she closed her eyes. As if her lips were mere inches from her ears but she could still feel the warmth of his breathe directly in front of her.

“𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝙸𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚗."

➪ More teasing..
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Inrin @tatteredballgown.bsky.social · 10d

What does this do? Nothing. What is she doing? Waiting? For something?

...she's afraid but the way those golden eyes burned in her mind with such a knowing smile...

It's crazy.

She makes her want to slap him sometimes for looking so smug and other times, she just wants to bite his lip in a kiss.

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 11d

➪ Her finger tips softly brace against her cheek, swiping away stray hairs and tilting in close.

"𝙻𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖."

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 11d

➪ He sighed, almost as if an attempt at a laugh. Returning to her and opening the bottle. He carefully poured it into a wine glass before sliding it towards her.

"𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢. 𝙽𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎."
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 11d

➪ Delicate. A single hum escapes him. Setting the half-bitten onigiri back upon a plate and getting up.

“𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚏𝚞𝚕. 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍."

➪ He returned to the display and pulled a bottle of wine. 1896 Italian.

“𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚕𝚢."
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 11d

“𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜."

"𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝."

➪ As requested, with a pinch between fingers. He offers it closely. His eyes visibly sit on her lips as they spread. Though slightly bruised, they still carry themselves with a sense of grace.

➪ Taking notice that she's purposely being slow.
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Inrin @tatteredballgown.bsky.social · 11d

Or was her curse going through something too? Is she slowly returning to a more human form? Is it weakening? Is she going to die one day soon?

...

Inrin got rid of the thought and just focused on the current happenings, smiling a bit as she looked at the food, "...can I have some onigiri, please?"

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 11d

➪ Those yellow-ringed eyes became half-laid, and an offer was made.

"𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕."

➪ The crow would perch beside him at the table side. Red bangs lolling to the side.

“𝙻𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞."

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 11d

“𝙱𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗. 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚙𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑.. 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎. 𝙸 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐."

➪ He sat down on the carpet and ushered her to the seat beside him.
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 11d

➪ All this done for her? Well, of course. His pup needs to stay strong.

"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔?"

➪ It's no surprise that he has a fancy bottle display. Opening it up revealed hard liquor, wines, and beers. It was small but filled with exotic-looking bottles.
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝗼𝐫𝐬𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧 @thirdreincarnation.bsky.social · 11d

“𝙴𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚍. 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎-"

"𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕."

➪ Leading her to the commons room, in the center, a Tatami. Traditional Dishes lined with skewers. Yakitori. Udon. Fried dumplings. Ongiri.
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