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After some time passed like that, I became stable.
“….Are you okay now..?”
"huh.."
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But, it's really strange.
How can a kid look so urbane?
Did you come to this deserted valley?
And that too, every day, without fail, at the same time.
Judging by the way he's dressed, he doesn't seem to live here...
“But…where did you come from?”
“It doesn’t seem like the kid lives here..”
“………There is something like that…”
“What is that…?”
“….You’ll find out later…”
Beomgyu smiled sadly again.
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