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... kind women who resided in those online forums.

Just as Jurim was lost in thought, contemplating various things and about to touch the egg—

“......?”

He stopped and clenched his left hand. A distinct chill seeped through his gloves.

Startled, Jurim quickly withdrew his hand.

A phantom pain?

In the meantime, Guru swiftly tucked the egg into her pocket.

Jurim’s gloves were a special S-rank creation by Amakusa. There was no way they would reac ...

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