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"He is haunted... by his friends. All his precious companions and their deaths. Eight years ago, he had friends he cared about very much. Friends he would give his life for. Their names were... Shinya Hiiragi, Norito Goshi, Mito Jujo, Sayuri Hanayori, Shigure Yukimi. But they all died.... Oh, they died all right. And then they were revived.
But the world does not permit the dead to come back. It was a presumption that angered a petty god. The price of their return was great. Very, very great. Can you guess what it was? All the adult humans of the world were killed by a virus. Ever since, Guren Ichinose... has been haunted by that sin and its price."
But the world does not permit the dead to come back. It was a presumption that angered a petty god. The price of their return was great. Very, very great. Can you guess what it was? All the adult humans of the world were killed by a virus. Ever since, Guren Ichinose... has been haunted by that sin and its price."
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Date: 2018-04-21 15:51 (UTC)The joking does lift her spirits. It was a great improvement from the frustrated tired look from before. She'll keep the momentum going by sticking a hand out to push against his stomach and laugh. Should have ruffled her out of reach if he didn't want to be poked by children.]
I don't know, I think I could manage.
[Eat your fruit snack you beanpole.]
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Date: 2018-04-22 02:53 (UTC)[He laughs, so he definitely doesn't mind the pushing. A few more aggressive ruffles with his LONG ADULT ARM, and then he's done, pulling back and turning to head to the kitchen. The orange is still in his other hand and he tosses it and catches it a few times.]
Let's see how this tastes. Come here, you can have some. [He doesn't care that it's his gift!! It's no fun if you don't share a little.]