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... in through the windows.
However, one of the three chairs was empty.
“Good grief, things have been far too noisy as of late. Don’t you think so, Gubamon?”
“The most disagreeable thing for me is being called out here by you, however, Birkyne.”
At a table that should have seated three people, Birkyne, who resembled a young nobleman, faced Gubamon, who resembled an evil, elderly mage.
“Please don’t be in such a foul mood,” said Birkyne. “The collection you lov ...
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