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I Want to Eat Your Pancreas

One Dz ™ƒ––‘‡ƒ–›‘—”’ƒ…”‡ƒ•ǡdz•Š‡•ƒ‹†Ǥ ƒƒ—…Š‹ƒ—”ƒǯ•„‹œƒ””‡‘•‡“—‹–—”…ƒ‡ƒ• ™ƒ•†—–‹ˆ—ŽŽ› ‘”‰ƒ‹œ‹‰–Š‡„‘‘•‹–Š‡•…Š‘‘ŽŽ‹„”ƒ”›ǯ•†—•–›•–ƒ…•ǡƒ•™ƒ•› ”‡•’‘•‹„‹Ž‹–›ƒ•ƒŽ‹„”ƒ”‹ƒǯ•ƒ••‹•–ƒt. I considered ignoring it, but she and I were the only people there, and the remark was clearly intended to inspire morbid curiosity. That meant she was talking to me. Having no other choice, I responded without turning around. If she was doing her work, her back would still be to me. DzŠƒ–ǡdz •ƒ‹†ǡDz†‹†›‘—•—††‡Ž›”‡ƒŽ‹œ‡›‘—ǯ”‡ƒ…ƒ‹„ƒŽǫdz She took a deep breath, coughed a little from the dust, then explained ™‹–Š•‘‡’”‹†‡ǡDz •ƒ™–Š‹••–‘”›‘TV last night. In old times, when something was wrong ™‹–Š•‘‡‘‡ǯ•„‘†›ǡ–Š‡›™‘—Ž†‡ƒ––Šƒ–’ƒ”–‘ˆ •‘‡ƒ‹ƒŽǤdz ‡’–‘‘–Ž‘‘‹‰ǤDz†ǫdz Dz ˆ–Š‡‹”Ž‹˜‡”™ƒ•„ƒ†ǡ–Š‡›ǯ†‡ƒ–Ž‹˜‡”Ǣ‹ˆ–Š‡‹”•–‘ƒ…Š™ƒ•„ƒ†ǡ –Š‡›ǯ†‡ƒ–•–‘ƒ…ŠǤ ‰—‡••–Š‡›„‡Ž‹‡˜‡†‹–™‘—Ž†Š‡ƒŽ–Š‡Ǥ‘ǡ ™ƒ––‘ eat your pancreasǤdz Dz›’ƒ…”‡ƒ•ǫdz Dz †‘ǯ–•‡‡ƒ›‘‡‡Ž•‡ǯ•’ƒ…”‡ƒ•Š‡”‡Ǥdz She giggled. I heard the sound of hardcover books being rearranged ‘ƒ•Š‡ŽˆǢ•‘•Š‡™ƒ••–‹ŽŽ™‘”‹‰ƒ†Šƒ†ǯ–•–‘’’‡†–‘Ž‘‘›™ƒ›Ǥ •ƒ‹†ǡDz ǯ†”ƒ–Š‡”›‘—‘–Šƒ‰ƒŽŽ–Š‡pressure of saving your life on ‘‡–‹›‘”‰ƒ‹›„‘†›Ǥdz Dz‘—ǯ”‡”‹‰Š–ǤŽŽ–Šƒ–•–”‡••‹‰Š––ƒ‡‘—–›‘—”•–‘ƒ…Šǡ–‘‘Ǥdz Dz ‘Žƒ›–Š‹•‘•‘‡‘‡‡Ž•‡ǡ–Š‡Ǥdz Dz‹‡™Š‘ǫ …ƒǯ–•ƒ› Ž‹‡–Š‡‹†‡ƒ‘ˆ‡ƒ–‹‰›‘™ˆƒ‹Ž›Ǥdz Š‡‰‹‰‰Ž‡†ƒ‰ƒ‹Ǥ †‹†ǯ–Ǣ I was taking my job seriously. I wished she would learn from my example. Š‡…‘–‹—‡†ǡDzŠƒ–ǯ•™Š››‘—ǯ”‡–Š‡‘Ž›‘‡ …ƒƒ•ǡȏŽƒ••ƒ–‡ Who Knows My Secret]-—Ǥdz Dz†‹–Š‹••…‡ƒ”‹‘›‘—ǯ”‡‹ƒ‰‹‹‰ǡ›‘—†‘ǯ–•—’’‘•‡–Šƒ– ‹‰Š– need my pancrea•ˆ‘”›•‡Žˆǫdz

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