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... ebony hair tied back in a ponytail, with two strands hanging down like catfish whiskers. His slightly pale face betrayed no emotion. His pitch-black eyes radiated an endless depth, as if nothing in this world held his interest.
This was Akira's first impression of the pixelated figure that suddenly materialized in their dormitory. Although he didn't recognize the person before him, he could discern the man's identity from his distinctive attire.
On the back of the haori, the numb ...
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