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... and.

Inside the Kitayama residence, the mood remained light.

Kitayama sat in his usual seat, the newspaper open in his hands. One leg crossed over the other, glasses perched low on his nose.

Hanako entered from the kitchen, carrying a tray with his favorite tea, still steaming slightly.

"Dear~" she said with a soft lilt in her voice.

"Hanako, give me drink," Kitayama muttered, eyes still scanning the paper.

"Yes yes..." Hanako replied playfully, se ...

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