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... cotton candy,” agreed Enne.

“Yuki, I wish to be presented with a meal of cotton candy,” said Lefi.

“Fine… here.”

I grabbed a stick of cotton candy out of my inventory and presented it to the dragon girl as I continued to speak.

“Damn it, Lefi. You’re supposed to be an adult. I swear you fit in better with the kids sometimes…”

“Wow, Lefi! I’m so jealous,” said Illuna.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got enough for everyone. Come on, line up.”

“Yay!” ch ...

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