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“Nari’s also a half-Japanese like you, you know?” This little information about Nari’s origin had my attention instantly seeking for more, opting for a much elaborated explanation than I could possibly get as I shot Maria a curious stare with widened eyes. Although to be honest, I was already kind of assuming this one—given that her name was Japanese—but I was not yet completely sure of it until Maria had confirmed it with her own words. “So her father is…” “Yeah, he is.” Maria answered me right back with a firm nod, not even minding me to end my sentence. I watched her looked away when she spoke those words and I just went quiet as I observed a small curve of a smile slowly forming on her lips. “Her father was a very nice man. He’s not perfect but he was the best father he could ever
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