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Wish of a Father [Ys MPC 2.2] (Kitt)
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Post by yuuki on May 14, 2021 3:46:23 GMT
It was quite late at night... and the festivies has faded slightly, I noticed. My husband is away in Rosewood, and in this royal bedroom left only me, standing in midst of darkness. The items that supposed to looks warm and welcoming in this room somehow felt melancholic when the light did not shone upon them. Yes, even though it is very much well maintained,
I stayed still in silence. Normally I would have lit the chandelier, or at least the nightlamps. But... forn some reason, my heart... is looking for this solitude. I wish to embrace my own weakness for a while. I glanced at the tophat on top of a satin pillow... mine, representing my status aas the king... Came the next morning... I need to play my role again as a king.
A king must be strong. A king must be an example for his people. A king must be an uswaying foundation for his kingdom.... and yet, this king is anything but. I was unable to evolve higher than Adult at this moment. The chill of the city that usually comforted me now felt a bit too chilly for my weakened body. I'm just a figurehead for the moment as I tossed the more urgent responsibility to Fuu and KIZNA's share to Bezil. I cursed my weakness, but the people should not find out, lest malicious outsider decided that the time is right to send pests in.
In the process, I alienated my people, my trusted comrades, and everyone else. Yet, path to the kinghood is indeed as they said, lonely. Kings may have trustee, but at the same time there are moments where they have to stand alone. At this moment, I'm standing alone, as my battle is with unseen force known as doubt.
Such an antithesis of what we stood for, I noted bitterly as I smiled toward the mirror.
...Enough of this ugliness, I decided. I took a coat and a cane. Worn down and beaten and put on my holosuit. My body shrunk down to size of a normal Dorumon. My majestic fur were nowhere in sight and my red eyes turned yellow... this was how I looked before I evolved into Alphamon. Before I ascended to the throne... I'm just a normal Dorumon, yes.
And that's what I wanted tonight. Tonight, I'm not a king. I'm just Hikaru... and I'd like... for a while... to admit at least to myself, that I'm a weak Digimon. I exited the chamber and looked at the person waiting beside the door.
"Kitt, have you been waiting long? I'm sorry for that, I just need a little it of a time you see... oh and thank you for accepting my summon so late at night like this. How should I make it up for you? How about if I pay you for a meal somewhere nice tomorrow?"
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Post by Kitt on May 16, 2021 3:58:14 GMT
“You’ll amount to nothing in this world.”
That’s what Crescemon the caretaker always told me since I was a Wanyamon—back at Snowflake Village’s orphanage. For as much as I can remember, every interaction was basically that, followed by a disdainful look. She was always so kind to the other Digimon, making sure they were well and happy. But with me, it was the exact opposite, every single time.
It didn’t matter what I did; I was always a good Digimon— but she always met me with an evil look in her eyes, like there was something wrong with me. One by one, everyone started to treat me differently, sharing the same look of contempt, until I was left completely alone. With no one to talk to, with no one to play with, and with no shoulder to cry on, I eventually started to believe those words.
I didn’t know why I was treated the way I was, and I still don’t to this day. Was it something about my appearance that caused them to be disgusted with me? Was it my voice? Or was it just me existing?
Even when I left that place for good as soon as I digivolved, those words were still engrained to me. Everywhere I went, I always hid my face as best I could, making sure nobody would look at me with those same eyes as the others did. Whenever someone tried to talk to me, I never responded back, even if they were trying to be nice to me. I assumed their outward personality was just a façade. If they got to know me for more than a minute, I would be met with scorn one way or another.
That’s what I believed for the longest time...until one night in a trash bin in Luminas City, looking for something to sell so I could eat, I met someone that didn’t look at me like they did: someone that didn’t want to see me as a stranger, but more as a friend. Someone that easily saw my pain, despite my attempts to hide it. And someone that allowed me to cry on their shoulder.
Her name was Eris, and I wouldn’t be the ‘mon I am today without her.
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I’m being melancholy again, I noted, sighing as I sat on a bench in a hallway of the palace of Y’s. It was late at night, so there weren't a lot of Digimon out at this hour. The few I saw were cleaning up from today’s festival events, to make sure everything was set for tomorrow’s events. I’ve seen festivals before, but a festival this big, one that lasts not just for a few days, but an entire month of fun and entertaining, was something entirely new to me. And for KIZNA’s agents, they have the option of staying in Y’s in order to make sure the festival was going smoothly while also having fun.
Feeling the tiredness of today, I let out a yawn, stretching both of my arms. Looking up and seeing the chamber door open, I stood up straight and politely bowed at the Digimon that appeared: The King of the City of Y’s—Hikaru the Dorumon.
“Good evening, your majesty." I replied, speaking politely, then picking my head back up. “That’s alright, I got here around six minutes ago so I wasn’t waiting for long."
The king wanted to make up for summoning this late at night. I immediately waved my arms and shook my head, trying to hide my awkwardness. “Uhh, no, no, it’s fine. I’m just pleased to be of assistance, that's all. So if I may ask, your majesty, what is it you have summoned me for?”
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Post by yuuki on May 16, 2021 5:16:05 GMT
I softly smiled. The Spadamon beside me, if I recall it correctly he was vouched by Ophelia. Being the Elite might be a little bit too daunting for the young mon, but he have proven himself again and again to be a good pick. He's a diligent one, and strives to grow. In team of veteran like ours he might shrink a little bit despite so, he keeps doing what he's best in, and that, in my opinion, was the best quality one could ask from a GLORIA.
"At ease," I would say, "Hmm, right, I haven't told you why I summoned you didn't I? It's quite simple actually. I just... want an escort. Someone who wouldn't look too obvious that it's me when walking beside me. If any of my friend escorted me, they'd stick out like a sore thumb and they'd immediately think that it was me who walks beside them... but in your case, you have been picking up tons of small jobs, right? It wouldn't look out of norm if you guide an old nam to a canal to make a little wish, right?"
Yes, Kitt might says that he's out of place in team full of strong members, but even so, the boy did not realize... he himself have great potential.
"Now, that won't do. KIZNA rules, Article 3: Commissions and Rewards, part 5, paragraph 1 "Upon completion of a mission, a member will be rewarded with agreed upon rewards. Should a reward was not agreed prior, said member may discuss the reward at length with the requester, and if needed KIZNA will mediate. However, in case where the member refused to be rewarded... Then the client may give them anything, provided that it will not harm said member."
after citing that, I grinned and craned my head. "Do you really want the king to give you anything? Just so you know, it'll be fantastic..."
I know this is sly, but sometimes the boy need to loosen up! At his age, what was it that I was doing again?
....Oh right, nearly getting killed somewhere.... *cough* ahem, anyway, the boy need to learn how to be more selfish!
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Post by Kitt on May 16, 2021 21:07:29 GMT
Looking at the king, I couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous about what he was going to tell me. This is the first time that the king personally summoned me. It’s a great honor, really, but I can’t help but be a bit curious. Why me out of everyone in KIZNA? It must be something quite diligent or special if the king decided to choose me of all Digimon for this task. I hope it isn’t anything too bad.
“An...escort,” I repeated, tilting my head inquisitively. Now that he’d mentioned it, King Hikaru did look a whole lot different in comparison to how he’d usually look. His long, fluffy fur, vibrant wings, and translucent blue-colored scarf were all gone; instead he looked like a normal Dorumon wearing a coat and holding a fancy looking cane. Is this the thing that Eris described as “letting your hair down at night?”
“Sure, I’d be delighted to escort you wherever you need to go tonight, your majesty. And yeah, I concur. I’m not the kind of Digimon that likes too much attention. Not that there’s anything wrong with it, but I’m just not used to that sort of thing from a lot of people. And knowing your position, I don’t see anything wrong with choosing to be incognito every once in a while. But does that mean someone like big sis Ophelia and Madam Skadi would blow your cover, since they take on lots of big missions?”
I began to nervously laugh after the king recited one of the rules of KIZNA. That was a rule? I must have glanced over it when I received the rulebook after I was accepted. It’s such a weird rule. Something like an escort doesn’t need a reward; I just accepted it because I wanted to do it from the good of my heart. I guess I’m not escaping from this one, despite my reluctance. I can’t think of anything from the top of my head. There isn’t anything that I yearned for.
“Um...sure, I guess. You can give me anything if you want,” I said, scratching the back of my head. “Can’t say no since it’s against the rules and I don’t want to get in trouble, hehe.”
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Post by yuuki on May 19, 2021 12:30:09 GMT
Ah, a polite one, a really polite one. This one would do if it was an official escort duty. Just give him a little bit of formal clothing, probably new armor or something, and we can easily have him stand in as an official escort. But what I want at the moment is someone who's... more flexible. Well, thankfully he finally relented that I could give him anything. I smiled. While the threat of the mansion might indeed too much I think it would be a lesson in "you should be more selfish, both in rejecting and accepting".
"Alright alright, I'll rescind that desire of giving you a mansion now that you decided that you will accept anything... and I'll give you something like an all you can eat pass for a month, in several different restaurants so you can experience new foods. But let's talk about the mission at hand, yes?
First it's as you say, if I ask Ophelia or the rest, they might immediately knew that it is me. Ophi... well, for lack of better words, I'm not sure if she would escort just anyone unless it gave her chance for fight you know what I mean? As for Skadi, well..." I sighed wryly. "...Erm, let's just say the dag have tendency to open her mouth at the wrong time. So if she accidentally called me Papa or something... yeah uh, that would be bad.
...So I want you to address me... hmmm, let's see... something like your elderly father or something... or maybe like a neighborhood grandpa that you escort to nearest canal, far from this palace. ...For today, I'd like to be... someone other than Hikaru. I don't want to be swamped by local and tourists alike... I just... wnat to make a solemn wish, is that fine with you, Kitt?" I asked. "I know that I might have asked too much, but there's no other time but tonight... After this I would be too swamped with my duties. So please, young man... would you grant this father's wish?"
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Post by Kitt on May 23, 2021 23:44:46 GMT
A...A mansion?! The king was willing to give me a big home as far as the eye could see just for a simple escort mission?! I’ll admit, the suggestion alone was enough to make me break into a nervous sweat since I wouldn’t know what to do with something like that, but thankfully he instead offered an all-you-can eat pass to a bunch of restaurants throughout Y’s, which I happily nodded to.
“Sure, if that is what his majesty wants, then I humbly accept.” Besides when it comes to food, that is something I will never turn down if offered, especially since it’s offered by the King of Y’s of all people.
The king listed reasons as to why I was chosen for this late night escort mission and not someone like Big Sis Ophelia and Madame Skadi. All of the reasons I didn’t object to since they pretty much hit the nail. Big sis, while extremely dependable, can become really restless when not given a challenge. And since this is just an escort around the city, with hopefully no enemies aiming for the king’s head, she might become a little bit angsty. I’ve seen her physically vibrating when she can’t find something or someone to blow off some steam.
And for Madame Skadi, she wears her heart on her sleeve...or wool, which is one of my favorite things about her (actually it's something that I adore about her). And like Big Sis, she’s really reliable and can help get others out of a pinch by calming everyone down, but she does have the tendency to blurt things out at the wrong place at the wrong time instead of going with the flow. So with that being stated, I can see why King Hikaru chose me for this.
Seeing that this was the king’s one and only opportunity to be a regular civilian for just one night before going back to resume his duties, I was a bit hesitant at first, before I gave a soft smile and bowed.
“I will, sir,” I replied, before giving a cheeky grin. “I will see to it that my ‘elderly and fashionable neighbor from across the street’ will have a pleasant stroll around King Hikaru’s city. Hehe~”
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Post by yuuki on May 24, 2021 1:47:02 GMT
"Hmmm let's see... exiting from here publicly definitely will be harder for our little mission of being under cover... so come, let's retreatt to my bedroom shall we?"
I once again opened the door to my room and walked to the center. There's a reason why I'm using a cane at this time. I gently tapped one of the tile. Hmmm, wait, it's not this one. This one? I tapped one adjacent to it. This time around it made different sound. Ah so it's this one. Alright. I stepped back to the first tile and tossed a pre-recorded magic at the second tile. The tile lit up and slowly vanished.
"A secret pathway, don't you think all palace should have one? It's quite a novelty... well but with MEMORIA, I can't ever see the need of us to use this for security reason... Well incognito is also kind of security I guess."
The secret passage is designed to be dark and damp for those who didn't think twice that it was all illusion, but as a king, I can easily dispell the illusion. I touched the wall and muttered some secret spells... well, it'll sound like gibberish merely because it's programming language. Once i did, it lit up, revealing a long, clean corridor, unlike labyrinth that was the original design. It's also well lit.
"Fufu, are you surprised? This corridor will eventually lead us to one of empty house, but very well maintained that I own. The cover up story is that someone lived in that house, but due to his aging body, he decided to live with his children off somewhere... Well, now and then that guy returned to the house, either to pick up something forgotten, or just stay there because it have some sentimental value.
...Well, 14 years ago, that house is mine, so I'm not lying at all, heh."
After few minutes of walking... Kitt might not notice it, but the passage is kind of accelerating our travel. There's no way we could have came out of my bedroom after walking for few minutes. At most we'll end up in the garden, not even a quarter of my palace's radius. But thanks to this corridor we have pretty much accelerated that we ended up in my old house. Back then it was just me, Owen, Logan and Haku. Logy mostly in real world, so it didn't take too long for the room to be passed on to Haku and Haku's room passed on to Bezil. We were a small, happy family.
Well, that's before we took residence in the Sanctum.
But even then, this house was still very much nostalgic to me.
"....Well, then... it's the time... please escort me to... say, the central square. I'll make my wish there," I told Kitt. "....Check your D-NexT if you're not sure where to go, my boy. It'll tell you the direction."
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Post by Kitt on Jun 13, 2021 17:00:37 GMT
With a nod I followed the king into his bedroom. For a moment, it was quite puzzling as to where the king wanted us to leave from, as there was no other way out from the looks of it. He tapped on one of the floor tiles with his cane, and slowly, parts of the floor began to open up, revealing a set of staircases going deep underground.
“Wow, a secret passageway! I’ve never seen one before, only in some of the adventure books that I’ve read.” With it serving very little purpose, I humorously jest “Well, I can see this making for a great hide n’ seek spot. No one would be able to find you unless they knew how to trigger it.”
Descending from the staircase, the passageway was pitch black, so dark that I couldn’t even see my hands. Not to mention that the air in here was extremely moist, so moist that it was a bit difficult to breathe in. I summoned Blue Queen, ready to use it as a makeshift lamp so I can light up the path. Before I could twist the hilt, the king began muttering something. I couldn’t quite understand what he was saying. But before I knew it, everything lit up, revealing the secret passageway's true form from its initial appearance. I could only awe at the sight.
Listening to the king, this hidden passageway leads to a home that he owned several years ago and still does. Ahh, now I’m starting to understand. Since exiting from the palace would have marked the king off as suspicious, exiting from a house—especially with his disguise—would convince the townsfolk that he was a regular, old-fashioned Dorumon.
A few minutes would pass and eventually we’d reach the home. It was empty: no furniture, no decoratives, nothing. It’s as if nobody had moved in here at all. But even so, I could still pick up the remnants of a tantalizing aroma, telling me that yes, this home had indeed been occupied a long time ago. I can only imagine what it was like when it was.
We exited out the front door. Our next stop was Central Square. I took out my D-NexT and pulled up a navigational map, escorting the disguise king. What he said next made me perk up to him.
“A wish?” I repeated. “You mean for the festival? No offense your majes--I mean sir, but don’t you think that seems a little...what’s the word...childish, especially from someone as yourself ? I mean, everyone knows desires and wants can only be attained if you make it happen, not from the sky or out of nowhere. It's just silly.”
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Post by yuuki on Jun 15, 2021 22:34:56 GMT
"Well, unfortunately those who I wanted to hide from already know about this route, so I can't quite shrink my duties and just hide over here!" I jested back. "Jill would just open the pathway and dragged me back by my tail! But it's not like I ever skipped my work anyway..."
Kitt's words... seem to be strange, especially when he talked about how wish is childish... is it really childish? I kept following him, and to be honest, i can't quite yet gauge what he's saying in here... so I only could treat it as it is... just a question of curiosity. Admittedly it does sting a little bit being called childish, but... hmn...
"...Hm, that's the question isn't it? Well you see, my boy... Wishes have nothing to do with age, I say... And... indeed, ultimately you have to work for it, and by that logic, you feel that wishing something to become true... is something that might be useless? Is that how you feel it is? Unfortunately I must say I disagree with that... how to say... Wishes are solemn desire from your heart. Indeed, indeed you have to work hard for it. Indeed it won't fall from the sky or out of nowhere--otherwise we won't feel all these mortal needs or even emotions. Desire itself probably won't exist if anything we want would be granted. That's why it feels useless at times and not worth it, but... sometimes... sometimes there are things that are out of your control, and you wish that a chance appear... for the star to align so to say.
You can say it might be placebo effect or something like that, but... I think if wishes and prayers could change something that was 0% to become 1%... that this 1% increase, no matter how small it is, would be very much precious increase. Of course a chance will automatically fails if you're not actively doing something to hit this 1% chance... But... say, you truly want this to happen... you truly, strongly, with all your heart, want something to happen and if there's a window of chance you would try your darnest to hit it... would you not do it?
Wishes are not simply just placebo either. Sometimes it strengthen your will and your desire to get there, and this moral boost makes you more focused and in the end grasp it. By voicing out your wishes, sometimes that sort of possibility happened. Does it sounds too much of a romantic? Or perhaps too hopeful? ...But even if you say that I'm childish, I guess I can't just stop believing that wishes indeed worth it... Why, you ask? Because it's who I am. I'm a Digimon who's partnered with a chosen with crest of Faith. Going against the belief that something good will definitely come out of making a solemn wish basically.. simply impossible. Because otherwise I'll be denying the entire existence of this city, or the live of all of you... for my first solemn wish when I create this city was...
I wish to create a way for us to prosper together."
It might sounded cheesy, but I really wanted a place where I could tell the world... that as long as a chance exist, as long as there is a way, then end goal of having everyone happy... might not be so impossible as they thought.
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Post by Kitt on Jun 23, 2021 19:52:51 GMT
I couldn’t help but chuckle at the picture of Jill-sama dragging King Hikaru by the tail to get back to his kingly duties. You’d think it would be the parents trying to drag their kids back to their responsibilities, but with the king’s family, it seems to be the other way around. It just goes to show how serious the Strabimon is in her duties to keep Y’s in tip-top shape, so I’ll have to keep on my toes the next time I see her.
Even so, she didn’t really seem bad or mean. She must have lots of work on her plate and doesn’t want anything to slow her down.
As we walked through the streets of Y’s, light snow began to fall from the night sky, slowly dotting the paved streets. A faint halo illuminated the street lamps on both sides of the road as the snow accumulated rather quickly. I had to put my hood up so that my hair wouldn’t get wet from the snow, and I didn’t want to look like a bench covered in snow. Not that ever happened to me before.
The king’s words, however, stopped me from adjusting my hood as I listened. He agreed and disagreed with me on some parts, sure, but unlike someone who would often list a number of reasons about why the other person was wrong, the king instead was very humble in his answer, not looking down on me or anything. Instead, he looked at me with an understanding, curious gaze, which made me look away as I pondered into my thoughts.
‘Do I have a desire in my heart’, I thought. I thought really hard about anything that I want, but...nothing. There wasn’t a thing that I wanted, or wished that I had. In fact, I never made a wish before, or more like...I wasn’t allowed to.
I looked up to King Hikaru. “I understand, sir. And by no means am I calling you childish in any way. It’s just...I’m optimistic on a lot of things, but at the same time, I’m also a realist. Everything that was thrown at me in my life, I just accepted it. Even when I was homeless, just trying to scrounge something to eat in any way that I could, I just accepted my current situation. Like, I knew what would happen if I went out on my own, I knew that the choice I made would potentially be my everyday routine, and yet I took it.
Forgive me if I offended you in some way, but...where I’m from, I was taught that thinking in such a way was completely pointless, as if a Digimon wanted to shape their future, they have to take actions and not wish upon a star. I want to believe you, I want to believe that I have a wish, but I just can’t think of one. I’m not sure if I ever could have a wish with my way of thinking…”
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Post by yuuki on Jun 24, 2021 20:52:39 GMT
I looekd at the young mon curiously. Theres something in him that... felt very familiar. Very, very familiar. I listened, longer and then... after the young squire have said his piece, I said something in turn.
"Kitt, if I may... be frank with you... I sensed that you might... have something similar to someone I know... I can't say I understand it, but the vibe I'm getting is basically very similar. I... I'm not necessarily telling you that you need to immediately change, but perhaps, iit's good to give these words some... thoughts I would say?"
We have been walked quite some distance. Evenf rom here I could hear the sound of the fountain water. The Grand Ys square is les than a hundred meters away.
"I feel like, Kitt... is that you're kind of contradicting yourself. In one side, you're an aspiring knight, so you have a clear goal in mind. If you're a realist, yes you understand what it meant to be a knight. Tons of training, sometimes painstakingly until you vomit... and then you must have something to dedicate your heart for, that is what it meant to be a knight, yes? Yes, indeed, you're the only one who can make yourself become a knight... yet, in return... I feel there must be strong conviction and faith for you to keep going through that route.
What you describe at first, is like choice and consequence, but... at the same time, I feel like what causes you to simply accept it is because I feel... there's something that haven't been your ally at all. Perhaps, someone who took care of you wasn't your ally and rather than giving you a chance, they crushed all your chances... perhaps, the world wasn't your ally... but normally, someone wouldn't just accept if they're dealt bad hand. They'll be furious, I feel. They'll try to rebel as hard as they can to get out of this rut... but it's only until the straw broke their back that they began accepting it. Which means... I feel like, this view doesn't come from your heart per se, but something that have been molded into you because... it's much safer that way, I guess? You don't want to be hurt, so you just decided to accept it."
I gently tapped his shoulder. "........I'm not telling you to tell me what's going on, but... I'm a father. A father of fifteen children, more coming along the way perhaps... Basically, I have... numbers of experience under my kilt... So... If you need anyone to talk to... in, you know, more fatherly way, I'm all ears. That much I can offer to you. You don't have to like, follow all my words, but I hope that you could... perhaps, let rambling of this old dragon seep a little bit deep? Food for thoughts I guess? But anyway, what I meant to say is... If the world is not your ally... then let us become your ally. If your past wasn't your ally... then do know that you're not walking alone in the present. Take solace that you're with friends in this present, even if the future is uncertain.
Kheh, I rambled on too much. After this perhaps we should nab some hot chocolate and cinnamon bun? I heard you like them!"
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Post by Kitt on Aug 24, 2021 3:22:05 GMT
It was hard for me to parse the king’s words as we continued out on our walk. Even though he had the appearance of a normal Dorumon, the sincerity in his red eyes was still the same. I felt a sense of ease, but at the same time, a sense of conflict.
Sure, I know what it takes to become a knight. I knew that it took blood, sweat and tears for knights like Uncle Logane to become the people that they were, but what the king said was right—they all had dreams, huge motivators to keep them going. They had something to dedicate their hearts to. But with me…what do I have? What long term goal has pushed me to where I’m at now? never even stopped to ask myself those questions.
As the king went on, my eyes drew themselves more and more to the ground with his realization. I feel like his gaze was starting to slowly put together the pieces of my past like a jigsaw puzzle. Was I that easy to read? I felt the need to tell him to stop so those painful memories won’t resurface again, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. So I remained silent, unable to utter a word.
But thankfully, he reassured me that I didn’t have to speak to him now about it, only when I’m ready. Hearing that filled my mind with relief. “Ok…” No formalities this time, just a simple quiet acknowledgment as I took his advice to heart.
With the mention of cinnamon buns, I immediately perked up to him. “Hehe, yeah, I do like them. How did you know?”
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