***R-19 warning! Very mature themes in this chapter. Some of you might find this disturbing. Proceed with caution and with an open mind. Lastly, this should not be taken as an example of what's okay to do in the real world. It's not.
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Miyu's morning usually began with the chirping of birds outside her window where she had a huge tree in front of her house. If she was at a shooting location, her morning would usually start from the scent of coffee prepared by Hanako. Miyu's mornings had become pleasant ever since she became famous. It was a far cry from her mornings during her childhood which had the scent of medicine, and the sobbing of her mother.
On that morning, there was no scent of the usual coffee made by Hanako.
"MIYU! MIYU! WAKE UP! ARE YOU OKAY? DID SOMEONE TOUCH YOU?!"
Miyu frowned and rubbed her eyes groggily.
What nonsense is Hanako saying? Miyu thought.
