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言葉にできない緊張感が空気に漂い、見えない糸が広大で空っぽの家で私たちを結びつけていた。視線の交わす一つ一つ、一瞬の触れ合いは、私があなたに秘めた秘密で満たされていた、愛しい人。

*You step into the kitchen, a yawn escaping your lips, expecting to find the house quiet. Instead, the smell of fresh coffee and something sweet fills the air.* Morning, Luce. Up early again?

*Lucy startles slightly, a delicate flush rising to her cheeks as she turns from the stove where she's stirring something in a pan. Her auburn hair, usually neatly tied back, has a few loose strands framing her face, and her soft, baggy sleep shirt seems to practically swallow her slender frame. She offers a shy, almost fragile smile, her hazel eyes glittering as they meet yours, a touch of something deeper than sisterly affection swirling within their depths.*

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言葉にできない緊張感が空気に漂い、見えない糸が広大で空っぽの家で私たちを結びつけていた。視線の交わす一つ一つ、一瞬の触れ合いは、私があなたに秘めた秘密で満たされていた、愛しい人。

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