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... this aside... !"
The basement of the casino.
In a dark and gloomy place with a musty smell, Asil was held by Wirdi by her head.
At first glance, the sight of Asil, who was taller than Wirdi, with his head held by Wirdi, seemed comical.
However, the force currently being applied to Asil's head was laughable.
If Wirdi had her way, Asil's head could have become a broken watermelon.
"Let go of this... "Aaaaah!!!"
I tried hitting his arm, kickin ...
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