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... atsuki Toki murmured softly as she watched Gion stride off with her usual commanding presence, while Tokikake trudged behind her like a man mourning his own funeral.
She withdrew her gaze, turned back toward the drying rack, gave the freshly washed uniform a good shake, then carefully hung it up.
The white shirt and black trousers fluttered gently in the sunlight and breeze. A satisfied smile appeared on Toki's face.
The doctor had said Daren-san still needed plenty of re ...
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