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... he moment when the young man enters the game world again.
Sitting on the devil's throne, he rubbed his lips against the young man's earlobe, his voice low and hoarse: "The ball can do better than it."
The warm tongue that sticks out of the temperature of the lips lingers on the earlobe of the youth. When the youth's earlobe is scorned, the highest existence that dominates the 'world' easily feels the slight tremor of the body that he is holding. The next.
It can of course be ...
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