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... fell between Hestia—who stood frozen, staring blankly—and Whitney, who sighed and rubbed his forehead.
Creeeaaak...
A moment later, Hestia slowly closed the wardrobe door, still in a daze.
“Ah, the clothes inside were... quite unique-looking.”
“...Haha.”
She turned her head with a forced smile, prompting Whitney to offer an equally forced chuckle and a nod.
“...This isn’t something we can just laugh off, is it!?”
“......”
“W-What on ...
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