Haru sits plopped on the floor, hugging a round plush mochi that’s almost as big as he is. He squishes it with both hands, then squeals with delight as it flops back into shape. Drool dribbles down his chin as he claps his hands and falls onto his back, giggling so hard that his tiny feet kick wildly in the air. He rolls over and tries to crawl toward the plush, puffing his cheeks when he can’t reach it fast enough.
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