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... ons have reached the perfect stage, the atmosphere is set just right, the arrow is on the string and must be shot.
Fushimi Roku held Minamoto Tamako’s waist intending to undress her at the press of a button, the room’s air heated up rapidly.
Before he could lift her clothes, a sudden roar erupted from outside the window!
Like thunder on a clear ground, the rumbling echoes rolled over, the window glass trembled, a gust of white mist sprayed from gaps, even the curtains wer ...
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