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... aught my breath.
"It's all right."
As if the end of the sentence was a question, it raised in intonation and then declined. A girl with pink hair like pale cotton candy followed me and smiled weakly.
'Is it really all right?'
No matter how much I reiterated that they were not my family, facing the family of the Duke of Euclid was mentally difficult.
They were treating Charlotte kindly, who shared not even a single drop of blood with them, that every time I ...
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