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... sign of the little fat god or the spoiled dog.
I must have escaped from them.
It’s not every day that someone dies twice in such a short time.
I don’t know if I’m paralyzed with too much dismay, but I don’t even feel anger.
Well, regardless of my feelings, I’ll have to execute the sentence of pulling around the luxurious flesh and shaving my entire body.
Having a distinction is good.
From the feel on my back, it seemed I’m lying on my bed.
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