08-31-2017, 11:43 PM
Majima glanced around, frowning. He shifted her. Nishiki walked close beside them, gluing around as he held his pistol
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J̶u̷s̶t̸ ̴a̴ ̷g̸l̸i̶t̸c̴h̷ ̸i̵n̴ ̵t̴h̵e̷ ̷s̶y̷s̸t̴e̶m̸ ̵
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