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... g me look at her dryly, before continuing back into the kitchen.

The blue Demoness dragged the Jackalkin onto the couch, lounging as she looked towards me, a small grin on her lips as she watched me.

Kneading the seasoning into the strips of beef, I glanced over my shoulder at Jahi and Anput, asking "So, what happened outside that resulted in... that?"

We both turned our gazes towards the unusually shy Jackalkin, who clung closer to Jahi, her ears twitching.

Chuck ...

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