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Once upon a quiet night in the peaceful Kuchiki Manor, Rukia sat at the edge of her young son's bed, a picture book in her hand. Moonlight streamed through the window, casting a soft glow on the room. Her son, Hiroshi, looked up at her with eager eyes, ready for his bedtime story.
"Okaa-san, what story are we going to read tonight?" he asked, his voice filled with anticipation.
Rukia smiled, tucking a strand of her dark hair behind her ear. "Tonight, my dear, we're going to read a special story about a little sparrow."