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... ho were sprawled on the ground like broken dolls. One guy had his face so swollen he looked like he’d been stung by a whole nest of wasps, while the other was clutching his ribs and whimpering like a kicked dog. Blood trickled from split lips and bruised noses, painting a pretty clear picture of what had gone down.
"Pathetic," he muttered under his breath, but his eyes weren’t filled with disappointment. If anything, there was a glint of interest there, maybe even respect. That Haruto ki ...
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