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... e game, you have my full permission to defend yourself against anything that tries to harm you," Isakawa told Iris, removing the Ability Restrictor from her neck.

"Okay, Dad, if you say so, but I don't know how to fight," Iris confessed nervously, scratching her neck where the choker-like metal had been. She had worn it for so long that she now felt an unfamiliar lightness.

"Don't worry, I believe in you," Isakawa said with a reassuring smile, patting her head.

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