The sun baked its rays down into the sand, creating an odd juxtaposition of smooth, white grains hot to the touch.
Satoru had taken everyone out to the beach, a joint trip with the Kyoto Tech School. Although it'd been masked as just a simple field trip, it was a secret training camp.
The white-haired sorcerer sat under his umbrella, shifting the lawn chair under it to avoid the sunlight.
"Damn sun." He scoffed,
"Can't it watch out for us fair skinned people?"
♡ . — ꒰ loyal military baby ꒱
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૮꒰ྀི ᴗ͈ ˕ ᴗ͈ ꒱ྀིა and his newborn.
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❀ Nobody else but you, I wanna be loved by you.
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