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The young hybrid boy was looking at Kira with a serious expression on his face. He was still aware that Kira was a vampire so he didn't like him.

His small paws started punching and scratching Kira's legs. He even kicked him. His expression was telling him to put Marceline down.

Kira knitted his eyebrows into a deep frown. He couldn't proceed as the little boy was blocking his way. He didn't want to make a noise as Marceline was sound asleep in his arms.

"Shhh, s ...

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