Marisa! Look, look!It's a bride!It's a bride!She's so pretty!Yeah, but...Hmm...Hmm......I'd rather have a wedding dress. Rather, I really want one...Well, you do prefer that sort of stuff.On the shore of a lake full of swans......having a wedding in a little white church with just the two of us....having a wedding in a little white church with just the two of us.In the bride's right hand, a bouquet. In her left hand, a pistol."This cross will be your tombstone.""This cross will be your tombstone."The dry crack of the gunshot. The falling groom.D-damn you...The pure white wedding dress, stained crimson with the groom's blood...The pure white wedding dress, stained crimson with the groom's blood...It's so romantic!Well, whatever,but don't just kill me off like that.but don't just kill me off like that.Is it, now?Ki
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