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The Snow Woman dancing on the bed sheet, her body as lithe as it could be. In Fujiwara Reya’s eyes, she smiled as she raised her left hand, stood on her tiptoes, and lifted her other leg to the maximum split. She seemed to be entranced by her own dance, almost forgetting herself, as if she were being controlled by something, showing a slow and languid expression.
For the final move, she untied the robe’s belt, tilting her head slightly as she looked indifferently at Fujiwara Reya. < ...
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