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Akira did. The baku pressed its snout to his lips and exhaled.
Not the gentle flame of a candle, but the roaring, sentient blaze of the Great Kanto Earthquake, of firebombs from a war long past, of a mouth that opened in the earth and swallowed cities whole. He would wake screaming, his pillow soaked with sweat, and Akira would sit beside him, small and useless. baku otouto
“Can you eat Haru’s dreams?” Akira asked. Akira did
Akira just smiled. His teeth had begun to yellow. His eyes had two coins of gold where the pupils should be. He would wake screaming, his pillow soaked with
By the time Haru left for university, his nightmares had vanished. He hugged Akira at the train station and said, “I don’t know how you did it, but you saved me, little brother.”
That night, the baku sat on his chest, larger now. Its mouth was no longer a slit but a wide, patient grin.
Akira didn’t hesitate. “Me. I’ll take them.”
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