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“Yes. So Shiba can drink it right away.”
While cleaning the messy room, Cheondo picked up a water bottle from the floor and placed it on the table. Sweeping with a broom and wiping with a mop, the room, which looked like it had been ravaged by an earthquake, was now tidied up.
Cheondo, looking around the cleaned room, smiled in satisfaction. Shiba, perched on my shoulder, wiped the sweat from my forehead.
“Beep. Beep~”
Shiba mimicked the stroking gesture I use ...
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