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𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇'𝐒 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐒𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐄 that can latch onto the body's living heart and eaten at it, replacing it with a cursed heart. No matter the way the living body di...
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✦⌜ 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ⌟✦
━ ✦ 𝕮𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐕. ✦ ━━━━━
𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑, 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦
━━━━━ ✦ 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔 ✦ ━
From the earliest recollection of Geto's childhood, the familiar scent of tatami mats wafts through his memory.
The sliding shoji doors surrounding the family area exude an air of tradition that his mother insists is a mark of proper households.
"The family area is where proper families gather," she would say, her words laden with a sense of duty and expectation.
As a young boy, Geto nodded in agreement, taking in the low wooden table at the room's center – the hub of his activities.
The house, for the most part, is a haven of meticulous order.
Shoes align themselves neatly by the entrance, and every decoration, each lingering piece of paper, maintains its designated position. There is no room for disorder.
In this quiet abode, the absence of mind-numbing distractions like video games, television, manga, or board games is conspicuous.
For Geto's parents, literature and calligraphy are the only sanctioned forms of amusement, avenues through which they impart their unique definition of enjoyment and happiness.
Without typical childhood diversions, Geto has honed his recreational skills. His handwriting, as many have remarked, is a manifestation of the commitment to decency instilled in him from a young age.
The path laid out for him by his parents is clear: a series of milestones leading to a life preordained.
Success is not a choice but an expectation.
Geto meticulously plots his course—graduate high school, excel in the college entrance exam, secure a demanding job, find a suitable partner, settle down, have a family, and consider it a life fulfilled.
But then, an unexpected variable enters the equation of his existence.
[Name] Renzuko.
Initially, this unrefined, overwhelmingly kind boy was just another person on the periphery, someone he would acknowledge with a forced smile and an obligatory nod.
