Ayaka
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Drip, drip... Heavy rain poured down on the black umbrellas. People under dozens of black umbrellas kept their expressions blank, stifling yawns. A coffin, covered in cloth, was lowered into a pit in the well-maintained lawn and was soon buried under the soil again. "We offer her to the gods of the sun and moon." Next to the grave, an elderly man in a white priest's robe offered a prayer. Unlike the words of blessing and peace he spoke, his expression was just as empty. "It's…-
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