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... nned Aoi.

Feeling a shiver down her spine, Aoi slowly backed away.

"Why are you backing away? I'm merely thinking about a way to help you out." Shiro curled her lips into a grin.

"Then why are you looking at me like I'm a piece of meat on a chopping block?" Aoi asked as she could feel her instincts telling her to run.

The way Shiro looked at her was not normal! It was blatant lust for knowledge and experimentation!

Understanding that Aoi could guess what she wants t ...

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