[270] Teraje’s Bloodline (3) Uorin glanced at the wall clock, hastily set the cat down, and rose to her feet. “Oh? It’s mealtime. Oppa, let’s go.” Zion set down his teacup, stood, and thrust his face toward Shirone. “I don’t know what you were thinking coming in here, but don’t get your hopes up. Not if you don’t want to...
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