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Simon chuckled softly. "I figured you'd like more of a bite." Simon replied before he moved off the bed slowly and walked over to the desk where he made a full breakfast meal for Naoki with a glass of orange juice, not noticing Itzel was trying to get his attention by flapping his wings until he heard the loud screech Itzel gave out. "God, Itzel, what is it?!"
Itzel flew over onto Simon's shoulder, satisfied he had startled the mage, and Simon took the rolled up letter he had in his beak to look at it.
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