I DONT LIKE YOU "…But why must there be so tragic victims that are to appear here out of a sudden? My voice has been encrypted via the communication device, but my real voice is different." Still sitting on the chair, Marian threw the malt juice bottle at the door. With the sound of the glass shattering, the ajar door was wide open. Standing there were Kumokawa Maria and Oumi Shuri. Marian Slingeneyer continued to play with the golden saw she took out from her overalls as she said, "I want to add a footrest to the chair and a mini-fridge to store cold drinks. Which one do you want to be respectively?"
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