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... to independently deal with tasks and manage the village, Konan had not been troubled for a long time. Today, she was a little restless.
A palm suddenly landed on Konan’s shoulder and a familiar voice entered Konan’s ears, “Sensei, did something happen?”
“Huh? Naraku?”
The irritable origami on Konan’s body was taken back. She frowned and said, “When did you come back?”
“Just now.”
Uehara squatted down slightly and looked at the vase at the bedside table in his room. ...
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