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The humming stopped. In the silence, Natsuki heard something else: the distant, rhythmic crash of waves where no ocean should be.

She smiled. It was the same smile she used when a customer tried to haggle her down to half price. hatakeyama natsuki

“I feel pretty alive,” Natsuki said, gripping the sardine like a tiny, slippery sword. “Aside from the whole ‘waking up in a stranger’s alley’ thing.” The humming stopped

For the first time, the boy’s obsidian eyes widened. A crack appeared in his perfect composure—something like surprise, or maybe fear. The humming stopped. In the silence