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... is."

"..."

Zoemi shrugged his shoulders and responded with a stoic expression and didn't even blink while the flabbergasted Aspakeony was staring at him with her mouth half-open.

"Pffft...!"

After a few seconds, the dark-skinned girl snorted and had to block her mouth with one hand while wrapping her other arm around her stomach to block the violent outburst of laughter.

*rustle* *creak* *rustle* *click*

"...?!"

"HEY!"

The suspiciou ...

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