Although I once heard River say that she has many brothers, but thinking about it carefully, it seems that she has never talked about her brothers in detail.
Sanriyue sat on the corridor and glanced at River thoughtfully, then took a sip of tea calmly.
The cat-eared hairpin on his head has been transferred to the little fish beside him who is staring at his tea in a daze. The little dagger who has to stay away from sweets because of tooth decay sighed softly. She picked up the teacup like Mikazuki and looked at her from the corner of her eye. I happened to see Yamagiri squatting on the lawn and teasing the cat with a cat stick.
His white cloak hung down on the lawn, and some scattered blond hair came out of his hat, sparkling in the sunlight.
"You really like cats, Yamauchi."
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