you know which one i mean
When Asato was born, when she saw that ugly shape that couldn’t have been a cat’s, Kagari felt a strange sense of sympathy. Though they were completely different, this child resembled her in a way.
When she cautiously tried to pet his skin, which was slimy with a strange fluid, Asato pressed his distorted face to Kagari’s leg. Innocently trembling and pure, he happily tried to cuddle up. It was a gesture that demanded no reciprocation or reward, without any ulterior motives, bringing tears to Kagari’s eyes when she thought of it, even now.
Reminder that Asato was once a disgusting perfect abomination of a monsterbaby sweetheart
Never forget it
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dONT LOOK AT ME
YOU KNOW WHICH ONE I MEAN
on that imagineyouricon…
スエ’s kai touchin his ochinchin