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... but a light-brown-haired gal.
Over her pure white blouse, a red-striped tie was arched in a wide arc.
“Hmm, what’s wrong? You’re holding your head. Were you that happy to see me?”
Rika peered up at me as I hung my head.
Her wavy hair hangs over her shoulders, revealing her emerald-colored earrings.
In her right hand, a plastic bag was stuffed to the brim with cleaning supplies and food as usual.
It seemed she had come to take care of things again t ...
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