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Knk 9
I’m not the important one here, I just have to worry about this girl – that’s what his voice said. A voice, more so than an image, can make my mind dizzy – it’s an affinity I have originating from a previous life.
“Maybe we take a break at that cafe up ahead, if it’s all right with you. You must be tired, too.”
He was pointing to a fortress-like cafe, with a hanging sign in German. Um, I think it’s read Ahnenerbe. It seemed like a stern place, but that’s still much better than talking while standing up.
“Um, yes. T-Thank you very much!”
I held back those shameful, overflowing tears of mine, and nodded.