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You, Kari, and Bubu walked through the woods playing your favorite songs together. You strummed your lyre while Kari played her flute. Bubu never learned how to play anything, a strange and rare circumstance, so he just sang and clapped his hands. You remembered how Bubu always had trouble with the lyrics, and once again you're just listening to him singing gibberish most of the time, though matching the rhythm. Kari once complained about it, so Bubu started singing rhymes you've all learned when you were tiny Little Ones, which weren't anything exciting anymore. So you decided to teach Bubu the lyrics of your favorite song.
You taught Bubu a song about...
>Climbing trees and diving into waters.
>Making yummy jam-filled dumplings.
>Sleeping in your hammock hoping nobody would notice.
>Holding hands with a boy you like.
>Hoping an Imperial Prince would notice you (written by you)
While teaching Bubu the lyrics of a song, Kari stops in her tracks to grasp her left arm and scream in pain.
"My cursed arm feels the presence of nearby wickedness! We must flee now!"
She runs off, leaving you and Bubu behind. You're not worried about what's happening as Kari gets into these weird delusions now and then, but getting separated is something to be concerned about. Bubu just stares down the path with a blank expression, confused at what's going on.
You decided to...
>Let Kari be and continue down the path slowly with Bubu, teaching him your favorite song.
>Chase after Kari with Bubu so you don't get separated.
>Write-in
