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... an old man with white hair, who seemed to be one with the secluded scenery, was casting a fishing rod on the riverside.
Naruto was made of shabby but sturdy ropes.
The old man, wearing a straw hat, stared at the fishing pole by the river.
Even if you know that a mysterious man is approaching you.
He only slightly raised his dark eyebrows, which had turned pure white. There was no sign of restraint.
“Are you here to fish too?”
Seruk Fondant.
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