Landmine Angel (4)
What a wondrous sight.
A strange girl dressed in landmine-style clothes held a bowl of scalding rice porridge in both hands, brought it to a man’s filthy lips, and fed him sip by sip.
The man blankly swallowed the girl’s charity. It was nothing but bland, watery soup that was difficult to get down, yet after swallowing it, vitality surged through his body. The illness that had tormented him for years no longer caused him any pain, and his entire body felt as light as a feather.
“Th-Thank you!”
“If you...
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