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... le holding a newborn child, the saintess of the window gets down on one knee and speaks to the girl.
“Your brother.”
Of the words I picked and picked, this was the only thing I could say.
No matter what I say, it won’t comfort a child who has lost their parents and home.
After hearing the saintess’ words, the child nodded with empty pupils.
The fern-like hand of the girl holding the newborn baby is getting stronger.
“You are better than adults.” ...
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