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... mber of nobles in Villino was very few. So not many people attend the dinner. In particular, the elves love quietness, and each is synonymous with elegance. In the grand temple, it is a ceremonial gift, which exudes beauty and grace.

For Sophie, this atmosphere is the high-end handsome party with white and rich beauty. For his short look that looks like a rich second-generation but a social barrier full of nerds inside, it is really disturbing.

He wouldn't have come to such a place ...

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