The S-Classes That I Raised – Chapter 635

Chapter 635 – Children (4) “Hi! Mr. SF!” Paparazzi P called out brightly. That damn nickname had only just started to fade away too. Maybe because we were inside the Hunter Association, P was barefaced without his mask. His hair was a vivid reddish blond, apparently newly dyed, and though the blue eyes looked a little unfamiliar, they suited him...