charm is deceitful
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     As he wrapped the leaves in twine, he stopped at her words. They were so apt, so perfect, and they struck him as remarkably hysterical. He laughed again, and cut the twine with his claws. “You should ask her about Aiji sometime.” Shrugging, he let out a chuckle and looked back to his work, hair falling into his face. The dark streak, which had previously bothered him, was overlooked in the field of dirty-blonde and sun-bleached white.





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