The Atmosphere on the Peninsula Felt Tense

The golden afternoon sunlight bathed the table. A small, mischievous hand held a toy animal cookie, bouncing it between the milk tea and coffee. The girl's silvery voice echoed in the air. The man beside her watched the playful girl and shook his head with a smile. "So delicious! Stop playing!" "I'll only eat it if you catch me! I'm a nimble little Pani!" Our story knows no day or night, only you and me. And me...me...me... The man heard the voice coming from the empty hat and could only nod. And you all.

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