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... an jumped out of the Royal Palace, she was riding in a car and inwardly astonished. Why didn’t her magic work on Masatoshi?
She had been running, and sweat was dripping down her forehead. Mii-chan wiped her sweat, saying she had a handkerchief.
It felt like I hadn’t sweated in a long time. No, I hadn’t even felt tired recently. It must be a good sign.
“Ranko-san, please head to the specified address.”
“Wait, Mii-chan.”
“Hey, I’m going too.”
“I will ...
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