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... tilt of her head, Jotou crossed her legs on the table she sat upon.
"Don’t put it like I’m some creep," Fumeko squinted. "Just enough to know the news. I was looking around for maybe some trace of Frost; maybe she’d return to the scene of the crime and all that," her eyes pierced right into Jotou’s.
Jotou’s mind calculated, "Sounds like you figured something out..." nothing was given away in her visage.
Fumeko placed her steps into the tent, "Let’s just say your informan ...
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