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That may be true, but after having tread on that snow, it is sullied. There is nothing endearing left about it anymore, and all that you are left with is a quickly fleeting feeling of satisfaction. In that sense, not treading on the snow and keeping it pure leaves you with that glorious feeling of contentedness that you can only get from self-restraint. All in all, you're a sick fuck for even wanting to tread on this snow and this analogy doesn't work the best but just keep in mind that fucking the cirno is bad and you should feel bad.
