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... gloomy expression on his face. The crease between his eyebrows is deeper than usual. (TL: like an ‘grave’ expression or something like that)
“Ah, Teachers. Good morning.”
“Aah, Good Morning. How is your body?”
His voice sounds like he’s in a pretty bad mood. I’m a bit nervous.
“Um? There’s nothing wrong with my ‘immortal’ body”
“If there’s nothing wrong, then that’s fine. Now then, time for you scolding.”
Eh!? WHY?
“Why didn’t you run awa ...
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