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... that I could protect my sister from anyone at least, but I still do not have enough. At last, I was developing my own weapons.
On the day of the snow, a weapon that we studied to make the knife fly more precisely and sharply ... my sister later said, "This is a shuriken ..." ... I was throwing it over the big tree of the camphor tree.
And my unscrupulous actions almost hurt my sister to protect and injured the sacred beast who protected my sister on my behalf. Speaking silently t ...
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