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... find that kind of feeling... that affectionate love, playfully teasing with someone she likes, and a face full of happiness.
After getting tired of playing, having someone to hold her, gently stroke her head to sleep, and smile warmly at her.
"Love, is it..."
She murmured softly, glancing again at the tightly closed bedroom door.
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It was evening, and Uesugi Sakura, who had been writing a novel all afternoon, walked out of the bedroom. In the livin ...
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