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... as if he was remembering what happened yesterday.

They were both too nervous to speak.

“It looks like a real matchmaking”

We were in another room observing the situation, and watching the images that Luxion was projecting on the wall.

However, the situation is different from the last time.

Deirdre-senpai was getting upset with Dorothea-san’s attitude, which was different from yesterday.

“Onee-sama, what happened to your usual boldness? Last night ...

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