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VIII

Ghenji blinked as the cocoon opened, and Rokujo smiled at him, bending down and brushing his lips with herswarm and merely apple-red, rather than chill and cherry red.

You gave even me quite a bit of trouble, she murmured, but youll be fine.

Youre not... He remembered the words of the snow-woman in whiteso like, if not identical to Rokujoand he forced a smile.

I am what I am, and you have a very good memory, for which Im grateful. She kissed him gently once more. Besides, you really dont believe in those ancient legends, do you? Her white eyebrows arched, just slightly, but sinuously.

This time, after her kiss, his body and blood did not turn to ice.


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