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Chapter 3

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Fyodor seemed to have something planned, but Mirou wasn't in a position to question anything. The decay of the angels has been meeting more recently.

Until he recognized the soft footsteps. Nothing felt unusual until he saw people near the entrance. A familiar figure and.. perhaps a girl. But that wasn't his business. Not until Fyodor mention it himself. For now he could only observe. Her steps were cautious. Her breathing was uneven. She seems a little nervous. But that is none of his concern. Not yet at the very least. Is she the reason for preparing a room a few days ago? Possible. He'll get an explanation eventually, so there was no need to think over it. But

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