Chapter 4: Reanimated

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When I awake, Ito has already left the room. I feel like something important happened last night, but I can't remember what... Before I can think on it, Hana bursts into the room.

"Morning, Morning!"

"Morning, Hana... How'd you sleep?"

That's such a clique parent question.

"Great! my bed was really comfy!"

Well, that's a relief, I'm glad she liked it.

"Also, look! I'm growing a fruit!"

Wait, wait, wait. A fruit? Does that mean she's gonna grow more of herself?

"It's too bad I can't grow more friends... At least it's tasty!"

I breathe a sigh of relief at this statement. One Hana is enough for me.

"Say, what does your fruit taste like?"

"Well, it's really sweet! Oh, and it's really strong too! But... it doesn't fill you up very good, so it's more like a treat! Soon, I'll be growing quite a few!"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, when I get a lot of sun, a branch grows off of the flower, which sprouts more flowers! and then each flower grows a fruit!

She's beaming while she's explaining this to me, but suddenly, she winces in pain.

"Ah! The first fruit is growing in! P-Please don't look!"

As per her request I immediately turn around. Her sounds of pain are tormenting me, but I can't help her right now.

"A-alright! You can look!"

As I turn back around, I see that she has a fruit in her hand. It's around the shape of a pair, but is red and spiky. Immediately, the room smells amazing. This is, quite possibly, the best thing I've ever smelt.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Try it!"

Complying, I take the fruit from her hands. I raise it to my mouth.
I can't bite it. I don't want to eat Hana!

"Hey! Don't just stop!"

"I-I don't want to eat you, Hana..."

"Oh, if you're not comfortable with eating it 'cuz I made it, Here!"

She forces me to bite into the fruit, and my senses are immediately assaulted, and wow. It's amazing. It tastes as though Hana's emotions themselves were put into the fruit, giving it this amazing taste, not unlike a sweet candy, or a rich fruit.
It's not fair. I feel so guilty eating a fruit this delicious.

"I told you! It's really good, isn't it!"

"Y-yeah, it is."

I feel like this fruit could counteract any taste, good or bad. Hold on a second. Any taste.

"Hana! Could I make this into a juice?"

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