"Is there anything sweeter than the touch of another as she pulls a dead bug from your fur?"

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When stones lying warm in the sun were turned over, they exposed the cold, damp earth underneath; and that was where Masako had burrowed deep. There was no trace of warmth in this dark earth, yet for a bug curled up tight in it, it was a peaceful and familiar world.

— Natsuo Kirino