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... he conversation the three were having, a woman in a long red skirt, a harness with bejewelled white buckles and a white blouse stood at the table. She had an hourglass figure and a hand on her waist as she leaned a little left.
Her jet-black hair was tied up in a messy bun, but the seamless makeup and gem earrings made it seem intentionally messy. "Depends who’s asking," Fumeko replied with a squint.
"It is you then," she pulled up a chair and sat with the backrest facing them. S ...
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