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“Kusamakura, let’s go to the festival.”
“……I told you no, didn’t I? You may like scaring people, but I…”
Want to be normal.
He had thought he was no different from a normal human. He swallowed down those foolish words. Shunshou hit his lowered face with something.
“……!?”
No, it wasn’t hit. He covered Kusamakura’s face with the mask he was wearing on his head.
“Shunshou?”
“Now it’s okay to walk around the town, right?”
So, let’s go.
Shunshou said pulling on Kusamakura’s arm so they could dive into the festival. He went holding onto his anxieties, but the result was just as Shunshou said. No one was afraid of Kusamakura. He didn’t stand out among the children and adults wearing masks the same as him. No one would run away when he spoke to them. There were stall owners who would make him laugh with jokes. He “shopped” for the first time in his life. No one was frightened when they saw Kusamakura. No one ridiculed him. Other than his face, he was no different from a human. Kusamakura realized as long as he hid his face, he could pass for human. \n