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... rs of my eyes naturally drop.

When I hold Etoile, Haruka, and Flora, I could really feel the weight of a life.

「How slack and loose.」

「Nyaa, it can’t be helped nya. Even Lulu can’t get over their cuteness nya.」

As I was carrying Etoile, Akane appeared. Lulu-chan adored Flora, who was a Beastkin just like her.

「If you’re already like that now, you’ll be in trouble when the girls marry.」

「They won’t get married, hmph!」

「Wait, “hmph”……」

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