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Chapter 49: The Forgotten Mother
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... .. Seriously, why do you keep getting heavy?" I groaned as I put Marshmallow down onto the soft grass of the imperial garden, my tiny arms trembling from the effort.
Sigh. Seriously, he looked like a fat cat now. A very round, very lazy divine beast.
I stroked his fluffy back with mild judgment. "Hey... are you sure you’re divine?"
He meowed once. Then he flopped over dramatically like a furry sack of flour and started snoring. Loudly.
"...I’ll take that as a no," ...
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