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... her storm was waiting for me.
Except this time it was worse, because unlike Eleanor, this person would make me unable to say anything back.
“So, Dowd.”
“...”
“Do you have any excuse?”
Come to think of it, this person, my father, had rarely scolded me ever since I was a kid.
It was natural since I entered a kid’s body with a grown adult mind and I was widely known as a precocious kid in the territory.
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