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... ke should have been the definition of romantic tranquility.
Golden sunlight draped itself lazily across emerald grass. A faint breeze rippled the water’s surface, carrying the scent of flowers and roasted nuts from distant vendors. Birds sang. Butterflies twirled.
And Rei was sweating bullets. Not just because the world was beautiful, but because the picnic blanket spread out beneath him hummed faintly like a bomb about to detonate.
He sat rigid, knees drawn together, spi ...
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