[The sound of trudging in the snow.]
So that's what curses are in this place . . . to be a goose, without the relief of hot water . . .
So wretched . . . but then, to be P-chan forever . . .
I WON'T LET IT HAPPEN!!!
[Silence. More crunching in the snow.]
. . . Wait. Where is that damn grocery again? I need to buy more rations . . .
[The sound
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