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... e normal for Haruka Yuzan’s fingers to be damp...
Yeah, I can understand that.
Anyway, Haruka Yuzan felt that it was something understandable.
He wiped his fingers on the hem of the girl’s skirt, ignoring her resentful little eyes puffed up with grievance, and leisurely rubbed the little head resting on his shoulder:
"Yumeko, when did you wake up?"
If Miss Otome hadn’t suddenly appeared, Haruka Yuzan even thought he could have gone a step further today. ...
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