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"... I don't know what to write to her. This body and she are still friends... Because it's the same kind of relationship."
"I don't know."
"What?"
"I don't know because it's my first time. If I could say something, would I say what I want to say?"
"Mmm... what I want to say. That's good advice, bun."
Bun this, bun that, it's noisy.
Should I stun him?
I looked at him and pulled out a sheet of paper. It was a letter to Erno Etham.
After hesitating for a long time, I held the pen with my little fist and wrote crooked letters.
Looking to the side, Enosh was also slowly writing a letter with a serious expression on his face.
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