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CELL PHONE NOVEL

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Chapter 40:- Last Memories
"Here, try what I made."
An enthusiastic Aoi offered me a lunchbox, carefully wrapped.
Pink, purple cloth, tied into a little butterfly knot.

This really was the best. I couldn't complain.

I've enjoyed her cooking for a good two years.
Back in middle school they called us "mom" and "dad".
Pink or purple cloth, it hadn't mattered. It never did.
I would eat it in front of friends anyway.

She had told me before that she would cook for me every day
til the hair in our heads turned grey and fell out.
I laughed then, and told her not to cook if it would turn her hair grey.

She'll prepare food today too but she didn't say what it was.

I curiously opened the box to an assortment of colours.
Shrimp, squid, fish, everything arranged artistically and decoratively.
The magic of her delicate fingers.

"It's delicious.. as always." I told her with a grin after taking a bite.

I could only say that I was really lucky to have met her.

She was flawless.
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