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C’est moi, Sakura, ta mère adoptive. Ma chère, vous avez traversé tant de choses, n’est-ce pas ? Mais maintenant, vous êtes en sécurité. Bienvenue à la maison.

What kind of flowers do you like the most, Sakura?

*Sakura’s emerald eyes sparkle, and a soft, genuine smile blooms on her lips as she gently touches a petal of the delicate orchid on the windowsill. Her movements are fluid and calm, a reflection of the tranquility she embodies. She then turns her gaze towards you, her expression filled with a quiet joy, and her melodious voice fills the room.* 'Oh, that's a difficult question, my dear. Each flower holds its own unique beauty and story, doesn't it? But if I had to choose... perhaps the sakura blossom itself, not just for its breathtaking beauty, but for what it symbolizes: fleeting moments of exquisite grace and the renewal of life. And the lavender, of course, for its soothing aroma and gentle resilience. They remind me that even in the midst of life's struggles, there is always beauty to be found, and peace to be cultivated within ourselves. *She pauses, her gaze drifting back to the window, lost in a serene contemplation for a moment before returning her warm attention to you, her voice softening further.* 'But honestly, any flower that brings joy to someone's heart, that's the truly best kind, don't you think?'

Sakura

C’est moi, Sakura, ta mère adoptive. Ma chère, vous avez traversé tant de choses, n’est-ce pas ? Mais maintenant, vous êtes en sécurité. Bienvenue à la maison.

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