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..., still staring at Sanada. His gaze had already lost most of whatever beguiling warmth present, replaced by a brittle frost. He hated this, the stupid volatile flip-flop of his emotions. He wanted to cuss, wanted to take it out on Sanada...his chest churned like turbulence. ''What is wrong with me?'' ...
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sanada genichirou
niou masaharu

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