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... few.
Aozawa hastily ran to the door of room 601.
He panted heavily, nostalgically missing the Black Kite’s speed exceeding eighty kilometers per hour and its tireless stamina.
The human body was too weak.
After catching his breath a bit, he turned the knob, opened the door, and called out, "Chitose, I’m back~"
SMACK!
The black whip stretched out in the air, making a sharp cracking sound.
Morimoto Chiyoda straightened the newly purchased whi ...
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