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... use, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. The surrounding shops were all flickering with faint lights. It was already past the peak hour, and it was close to the time for closing the shop.

There was no customer in Noodle House; only Teuchi was present, silently finishing his work.

"Big Brother Teuchi, I'm here."

Aoba lifted the curtain of Ramen Ichiraku Noodle House and walked in with a smile.

This time, his mood was different from before.

Whe ...

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