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... eath...
"Cough cough cough..."
The scorching air, thick with ash from countless combustibles, made it impossible not to cough. Blood bubbled at the corner of his mouth. His face pressed against the hard ground. His entire body ached. The numb sensation of heavy debris weighing on him told Subaru Natsuki one thing—he hadn’t died in the missile strike.
"I survived..."
"Of course you did. Who do you think Betty is?"
Through his hazy vision, all he could see w ...
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