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... surrounded the rooftop, and as the spring breeze passed through the mesh, it lifted the golden wisps of hair on the girl’s shoulders.
With her right hand pressing down on her sky-blue pleated skirt, she stood there, straight as a rod, her eyes downcast as she said, "Impossible."
Phoenix Academy Maggie’s voice wasn’t as calm as usual, tinged with a hint of coldness, her heart filled with some disappointment.
This sense of loss wasn’t just about Hojo Tetsuji, but also about ...
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