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The berries Junchiro would sample seemed pretty innocent, so perhaps he was lucky. Their flavor reminded him of the Japanese strawberry, the Amaou, but these looked more like blueberries than they did a strawberry. Still, these wild berries that had been collected were quite delicious albeit quite sweet. If they were harmful it wasn’t from any sort of toxin. After his meal, if he were to pick up a pot lid he would notice it would be quite light to his touch, but not weightless. Something about it felt right, though he wouldn’t be able to pinpoint what exactly that would be. 

Otherwise, the camp would have little else for him.
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