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... e.

Hair that stopped just below the shoulders shimmered in the lantern’s light.

The amber-gold eyes and packed features were definitely my appearance.

Except for the hair–white like an elderly person’s.

“What do you think, sis? Isn’t it quite the mirror?”

White hair that was the same as Akasaha’s.

I wasn’t sure if the girl in the mirror was Akasha or another me.

But that wasn’t what was important right now.

“... What.”

When ...

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