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... ur pairs of cold eyes, and her neck immediately shrank. Her naked body, kneeling on the ground, shuddered as though she had been thrown into an icy cellar.
"Should we kill her?" Murayama held her Sacred Gear and muttered, her lips curling into a vicious, bloodthirsty smile.
"Ehh?! Murayama-chan, you are joking, right?" Tomoe instinctively tried to crawl backward, but her cuffed hands and legs held her in place. Forcing a smile, she stared at the busty swordwoman, who was usually ...
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