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«"Odio esto" da igual, ¿por qué en vez de odiar no amas? Que desgaste es odiar cosas, mejor simplemente aceptarlas. Solamente eres una garrapata ultrajada, insultada, y encima mutilada. No eres una maldición, Aika.» Seijun se sentó a su lado, mientras acariciaba la cabeza contraria con su diestra. Rodeó su cuerpo con una abrazo, o eso intentó. «No joderías el negocio, eres como mi hija.»
