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... after all, Saki's father, and doing so would definitely lower her favorability.
But he couldn't endure it.
Saki's father's face was twisted like a chrysanthemum, his body arched like a shrimp, and he knelt on the ground clutching his stomach with both hands.
Even just a casual kick, this old fellow couldn't possibly have dodged it.
"Cough cough... ugh"
He vomited something that looked like fried noodles from his mouth.
But other than that, there w ...
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