. . . Hm. [ She remembers the days of blanket forts fondly. At the mention of reading, however, Susato hums, looking at the bookshelf against the wall. It is already being filled with random selections by Susato, but something about it seems strange as well.
A book that's missing, perhaps? ...Or perhaps one that isn't meant to be there.
She can't tell at a glance however, so she simply closes her eyes, leaning into Kazuma for comfort. ]
Merry Christmas.
[ It's future Susato and Kazuma's problem now. A New Year's project indeed. ]
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A book that's missing, perhaps? ...Or perhaps one that isn't meant to be there.
She can't tell at a glance however, so she simply closes her eyes, leaning into Kazuma for comfort. ]
Merry Christmas.
[ It's future Susato and Kazuma's problem now. A New Year's project indeed. ]