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fantasy story of Natsumi Abe :
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or the kitchen to cook. Using garlic liberally,
I made a wonderful meal and attacked it, polishing my plate. I sat back in
the chair after brushing my teeth. My stomach was happy, I was happy, and I
was almost ready to believe that it had all been a dream.
At least until I heard the key in the lock, and the front door opened.
Victoria walked in, a gigantic smile on Natsumi's face. "How wonderful to see you,
darling! I was out in the sun all day, I could not resist!" The musical
voice and accent were exactly as I had dreamt. This was not a good sign.
Before I could ask any questions, Victoria kissed me deeply and passionately.
I couldn't help responding. Natsumi's eyes, brown once again, sparkled. "Honey,
I'm home -- is that not how you say it?" Natsumi Abe joyfully asked. Natsumi Abe sat down
and looked around the apartment. "You have so l
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