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on worsened.
Aria laughed and said:
I was a high school librarian.
huh? what do you think the inspector will do?
It es down to research and thought. what the police do, as investigators, is to gather enough information and present a case.
how would you describe your thought process? - this is the work of the author, I am not the arbiter.
Aria nodded at An chi's sharp words.
In short, people who can't even speak to what they know are idiots, this character is another ``super high school level detective'', are you laughing?
Again, I cannot provide any information. As a researcher, this is absolutely forbidden!
Aria's voice sounded like she was spewing poison, and Annie felt unfortable.
So he stood up and pressed his face to Aria's cheek, feeling the warmth of Angel's breath.
hearing this, Aria got scared and retreated. he asked.
what else do you do?
It is true that you have read all the books.
Yes, what? Is it relevant today?
the sentence didn't seem to make any particular sense, but Annie heard laughter in her ears.
(No need to get angry with the natives, show yourself now)
(No need to be angry anymore. this happened after the game. No matter how good the game is, it's just a game. don't worry. calm down the server.)
Even though his stomach was no different from the baby's stomach since his childhood, this simple action almost made him angry and he did
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