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... abouts.

Kuroto believes that sooner or later he will receive some information in regard to Aoki, saving him a lot of trouble.

With that out of the way, Kuroto decided to put his attention on the Yin-seal.

The improvements and verification steps were almost completed a few days ago, now only the final implementation step is left. Kuroto has to be very cautious with this since he is going to be using his body for this.

Since there is also the presence of the ‘Caged Bird’ se ...

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