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... you for business. Please refrain from calling me oppa."

"We're alone, can't I call you that? You're so picky."

Reed recalled the time when he was at the Cliff Rock Tribe.

When he thought about the times when Dolores and he were both compromising, he felt that it would be enough to interfere with both of their work.

So, for each other's sake, he wanted to keep as much distance as possible in their conversations during work.

Unlike Reed, Dolores didn't have ...

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