The door opened and a figure stepped inside the house followed by a young boy about six years old. The youngster was carrying two bags, one was hanging on his shoulder and the other one was in his right hand. His left hand held his strawberry pillow. Soon, footsteps were heard from the kitchen towards the entrance.
“Okaeri nasai, Yama-chan.” A woman
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no it is not a multi-chap~
seriously i'm so suck with multi-chap...
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see..even my thunder is on hanging now~
idk when i will continue it~~ *killmyselfforthat!*
yama-chan save me!!!!
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i LOVE this story so much~!!!!!!!
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glad that you love it!
thank you for reading ^^
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Great fic ^^
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heee...he can go no where without his strawberry thingies! ^_^
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waaa...and this is your first time too reading my fic right??
THANK YOU SO MUCH!
glad that you like it and not hating it! ^^
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Pure Kawaiiness....
^_^
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i never thought that you will read my fic!
^_^
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*scratch head*
am I some monster? :))
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no you are not a monster la dear~
it just my fic is a lame!
yours are better than mine!~
^^
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