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A ninety-year-old machiya in Kyoto. A VTuber nobody really knows. And seven tiny, weeping, raging, trembling houseguests who were never supposed to exist. Sakura Koromin just wants to get through her late-night streams, pay the rent on her suspiciously cheap "cursed" rental, and listen to her viewers' troubles without falling apart herself. But the gift she inherited from her mother—the ability to see worry rise like steam off a person's shoulders—has just gotten a lot more literal. Because now
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