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... during the day and the moon at night. For several days, while Demetri was trying to make up his mind, he threw down his fishing pole and looked at the river.
It didn’t really mean anything. It was also because there was nothing to do while waiting for him.
The day I dyed the holy grail with my own and faced the wrath of the gods.
I just drifted aimlessly through the water like a hook without a bait.
It is a kind of wandering.
From the first time I set foo ...
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