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... de a conservation device was neatly folded inside.

Of course, there was no way it would be a drug.

This was the 7th iteration after all.

…Such needless thoughts kept popping up and my mind was constantly heading towards our connection. I had to change my line of thought.

It was not important whether she grew up normally or not. The important part was that she had now left Earth, and that I had now earned freedom.

I threw the petal into the dimensional rubbish b ...

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