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“What was that?” Hochi asked, bewildered.


Humans, affected by the darkness that had just appeared, stood frozen.


Instead of answering Hochi’s question, Yong-yong focused on untying the box he had on his neck. He handed it to Hochi.


“Why me?”


“Take care of it, Uncle.”


“Yes, well, that’s not difficult.”


Hochi felt somewhat dubious. Yong-yong acted as if he was ignoring his question. Of course, Yong-yong wouldn’t have done tha ...

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