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... an crossed her legs beneath her cheongsam, her black stockings catching around her high heels.
As she spoke, she turned to face Yino, her hand delicately curling a strand of hair around her ear.
Her very first words reminded Yino of his past life's homeroom teacher.
The difference was that she was a thousand times more beautiful than his homeroom teacher, and his homeroom teacher wouldn't let students live in her home for one-on-one guidance.
"I've, I've practiced ...
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