In the pitch-black basement, a silver-haired girl sat on a wide bench. She was a bit on the short side, her dangling little feet unable to reach the floor. Bored, she swung them back and forth, her hands folded neatly over her milky-white thighs as she sat there obediently, facing the mirror in front of her.
She hummed a childish, improvised tune under her breath, and the tail behind her swayed in time with the arc of her kicking feet.
A large piece of cloth was draped over her, like a raincoat that covered her whole body. Behind her...
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