Hua Cheng raised his own hand and showed him the tiny red butterfly know that was now identical on both their fingers. He smiled.
"Now we're joined together."
"Extremely hideous. After so many years, other than that hellish mess of a set of verses on the doors of the Gambler's Den in the Ghost City—that writing was over ten times more hideous than this—I have never seen anything more hideous!"
Hua Cheng: "..................."
Ah... These are white tulips. Plain, simple, and bulbous... just like OMORI! I don't know... I just think it's cute.
Balance must be maintained, and yet destinies remain variable. Death has its own rules, and yet is still hard to predict.
careful. if you eat too many hot dogs... you'll probably get huge like me. huge as in super-popular, like me. i'm practically a hot-dog tycoon now.
best friEND.
boyfriEND.
girlfriEND.
it all ends with END.
you know what doesn't end with END?
Me and ur Mom
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Guoshi was doubtful. "Then...could it be...a trait from birth? Well...I never noticed. Hm...alright, this part of you certainly isn't like him..."
Xie Lian said, "??? WAIT!? THAT'S NOT IT EITHER!"



