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Chapter 772: The Connection Between the Man and Zaku
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... he described her house as a junkyard until I actually saw it with my own eyes... cough cough, until I saw their living room on the first floor.
Zaku... pfft... After Uncle Zaku opened the door and let us into the living room, our first headache was figuring out where to step. Good heavens, I couldn’t imagine anyone’s living room looking like this, filled with all sorts of things: broken axles, metal scraps, discarded books, chunks of wood, flattened metal, and broken chains, and my secon ...
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