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... > There were no more unexpected events or troubles. Her daily routine involved cooking, occasionally visiting construction sites to do some supervision, then focusing on her daily study tasks and cultivation assignments. When tired, she'd head to the Cultural Work Troupe to listen to the trainee girls sing or dance a bit.

Hmm, life was, in a word, satisfying.

But good times are always short. While the homebody witch was enjoying her leisure days, Night City became busier. The str ...

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