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... smile of a blonde haired, refreshing-type Pretty Boy filled up most of my field of vision.
Just what kind of torture is this.
「Oh my, it seems that your mood isn’t all that great. You’re making an awful face that looks like you bit into something sour, you know?」
「And whose fault is that, whose?」
When I tried to get up, the blonde Pretty Boy took several steps back.
「Just what do you want from me?& ...
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