That was the power of a voice: peeling away the cocoon of life's ups and downs, stripping off the trappings of worldly conventions. It asked nothing of reality or fame, caring only for the purity of your voice, stirring the heartstrings, acting out the joys and sorrows, and carrying dreams and illusions.
"So, does this mean we're together?"
The crowds surged and traffic flowed. The city's clamor and glamour swept away on a gust of wind, while unfamiliar air carried a restless energy that rose and fell. Many years later, Mu Mu still couldn't forget it.
Warmth touched the back of her hand. His fingers had slipped between hers, pressing against her palm as their hands entwined.
"When were we ever apart?"
After all their twists and turns, they still ended up together.
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Alas, Mu Mu's temperament makes him easily bullied by others.