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... me, only the sound of water remained in the grand bathhouse, with no other noise present.

Shane and Thielle sat opposite each other in the bath, one intently staring at the other, constantly reinforcing their own mental memory, while the other’s expression was indifferent, as if the person in front of them was not of the opposite sex at all, displaying a completely different demeanor.

Silence spread between the two of them.

“Uh…”

After a while, Shane started to fe ...

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