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... bedding placed directly on the wooden floor for sleeping, essentially making beds on the floor.
Hmm. At least Evan felt that way. Meanwhile, a gentle and pleasant female voice came from beside him.
“Mr. Evan, how is Miss Alexia doing lately?”
“Huh?”
Evan stood by the door, looking at the landlady of the hot spring inn standing beside him, Yayoi Hanazono.
“Not familiar. I don’t know about Miss Alexia.”
Evan’s decisive answer instantly killed the con ...
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