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... able expression .

Both Olga-chan and Zora, have opened their eyes in despair .

And at the center of it, soak in pleasure, Gyogyon with a wicked smile on his face ―――― .

“……Nn?”

≪Ha?≫

Gyogyon was, staring at me, with his eyes dotted .

Looking closely, the eyes of Saria and the others were also in dots .

“Wha,what’s going on degozaru?”

Then, as if to represent the feelings of all of them, Mamorigami-san muttered in a confused manner .

≪Th ...

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