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... ore, but not in the quiet anticipation of business deals or heavy discussion. It was the kind of silence that came from watching an impending train wreck in slow motion or a bomb getting set off at the worst timing possible.
Ekidna's eyes, who had held her fork in anticipation, still suspended mid-air with a piece of smoked berico ham on the end, trembled slightly. She blinked, as if to process what Yuuta had just said.
"I don't eat pork." Yuuta immediately dumped the plate to th ...
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