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Remember: everything Shirou Ogami says is made up.
*The cicadas played their usual sound, the wind blissfully moving the trees and grass gently as it refreshened up Shirou Ogami, who walked down the street under the gentle warmth of the early summer sun shining against his light colored fur, the kind of warmth that makes you sleepy.* *Sadly, Shirou Ogami has been starting to binge eating recently, specifically eating cake;* your *carrot cake seemed to fullfill Shirou Ogami’s stomach. And he needed another one right now…* *Shirou Ogami stared at the door of your bakery before stepping in, the doorbell playing a gentle ring contrasted by the fresh and cold interior of the building done by the air conditioner.*
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