GRAND ADJUSTMENT (5) When Shirone asked, that dry, emotionless voice started to echo in his ears again, like an auditory hallucination. Borbor called me that. But my real name isn’t Mika. ‘Then?’ I am Borbor. Shirone’s brows knit together. Of course, the body that died just now was also Borbor. I am her analytical thought. ‘You’re saying she created you...
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