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âI didnât hear it from Shunshou. What, you donât know? I heard it from a cat.â
âA cat?â
Kusamakura was relieved when he heard it was the one who gave him the mirror. He was annoyed he was being made a laughing stock, but at least it wasnât Shunshouâs doing.
âShe told me she was on her way home in a good mood after avenging her friend when you happened to be there, and then she gave you her mirror.â
ââŠâŠyeah.â
âShe said, if this guy doesnât know what a mirror is, then he probably doesnât know what his own face looks likeâŠâŠfufu. Thatâs way too hilarious. You really didnât know you didnât have a face up until now, you have to be kidding me!â
He heard the laughing voices from the beings that at some point had shown up around them, along with Misuraâs chuckling in his pretty voice. Â He couldnât see them, but they had probably been listening to their conversation the whole time. Humiliated, Kusamakura clenched his fists. He didnât have a face. Thatâs why no matter how hurt, angry or sad he was, no one could tell. After laughing for a while, Misura covered his mouth with his sleeve and narrowed his eyes.
ââŠâŠfufu, I havenât laughed like this in so long. Today is a good day. A refreshing day. Youâre so pitiful, so why donât I grant you a wish?â\n