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... .. and the stench of arrogance.
But Kaito did not taste a single bite.
—It wasn’t that he didn’t want to eat. He simply wasn’t even allowed to approach the table.
He wore a torn, filthy school uniform.
His shoes were frayed, on the verge of falling apart.
On his hands were black leather gloves.
Inside them, several gray, colorless cards.
None of them emitted even the faintest light.
"Look at him..." one of the knights whispered.
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