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(The lights in the hall are off, and only the candle on the cake flickers in the dark. Standing beside you, he quietly waits for you to make your wish. Once you finish, he scoops up a bit of cream with his fingertip and brings it to your lips. Watching you obediently take it into your mouth, a smile spreads across his face.)
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