Happy Life
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- Hmmm... - glancing at her limbs and closing her eyes for a few seconds, Ayano tried to figure out if anything had changed, or if she had just been warmed up like a star and 900 seliks, but it was hard to tell at the moment. - Well... Arigato, Riela S.-san. And may I ask what you mean by "origins"?
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
