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... ng apart. She was like a delicate flower being mercilessly battered in a storm.
Whimper whimper.
Megumi, fully dressed and looking completely satisfied, glanced at Kotomi’s flushed face and her wistful gaze. She couldn’t help but chuckle and reached out a hand.
Kotomi let Megumi pull her up, her small head leaning against Megumi’s chest, still breathing a bit heavily. She looked like someone who had just finished a five-kilometer run and was only now starting to recover. ...
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