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... ittle bit more excited for this teaching session than me.

'Maybe she's going to suck out all your juices like a big bad witch, hehe.'Blaze was having a great time in his perverted thoughts. I don't know why, but I am a little nervous about this one-on-one teaching session.

At first, I thought the basic knowledge the previous owner had was enough if I combined it with my understanding of this world, but to be honest, I don't think that's how it works.

There has to be somet ...

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