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"Huh?" An apology was something that Eren had least expected, especially since he tried to annoy Jenia as much as possible. Despite all that, she was willing to apologise. She wasn't as foolish as he had expected. If he didn't accept an apology, then he was going to be seen as petty. "Just don't make the same mistake next time," he told the girl, as he accepted her apology. Even though it was out of his expectations, he didn't worry too much about it. It was only a matter of time, a ...

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