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The Best of Tomorrow - Chapter 2.3
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... he entryway. That meant Dad was home.
“Dad, you’re home?”
I kicked off my shoes and rushed inside. On the living room sofa sat Mom and Dad side by side—but something felt off.
Their faces were grim, and in Dad’s hand was a bamboo sword. The jukdo—his prized kendo weapon and, unfortunately, also his weapon of “loving discipline.”
“What’s with the faces? Did something happen?”
I asked while taking off my coat. A single sheet of paper sat on the coffee table. ...
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