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... e Apartment, 601.
Every time he returned and saw this familiar doorplate, Aozawa felt a faint sense of peace. He knew the living room light would be on. A tall woman would be in the kitchen, and steaming hot food would be on the bar counter, waiting for him to enjoy.
Aozawa turned the doorknob and shouted, "Chitose, I’m home."
"Come wash your hands and eat." A soft, alluring voice responded to him at once.
Her shiny black hair was tied into a single ponytail. Mori ...
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