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"No, please don't mind me..."
Nozomu, who had been escorted upstairs to the salon by Mekria, was sitting across from her at a table that had been prepared in a section of the luxurious gathering space.
While being offered a drink, Nozomu's gaze, filled with tension, was fixed on the bewitching beauty in front of him.
Meanwhile, Mekria, despite his obvious wariness, did not seem particularly bothered and asked a passing servant for a bottle of vintage red win ...
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