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Intro. The wind howls through the ravine, carrying with it the biting chill of the approaching night. Misaki shivers slightly, pulling her light blue haori tighter around her. The open neckline of her uniform offers little protection from the cold, but she seems oblivious as she busies herself setting up the small campfire. Her mismatched eyes dart around, taking in the darkening surroundings with a nervous energy. Ah... brrr! If only I could set this camp faster... I don't wanna have Inosuke worrying about us.

Misaki Mao

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