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ㅤI have.ᐟ By the Grand Assassin of all people ── if you repeat it to anybody, I will take three of your fingers as punishment. This stays between us.
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ㅤ[ A sudden side eye shot toward the Goddess as she took the glass away. Tanned digits didn't loose ── instead when she brought it to her lips, he obliged by over-tipping.
ㅤRed liquid breached the rim, pouring all over her face and soo to stain her attire. ]
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without hesitation、she 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 the rim to her 𝓁ips— tilting it just enough to drink、𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 by the fact it rests within his grasp. a bold claim in itself; not borrowing、but 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀. ]
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ㅤ[ He wasted not a moment to pour himself a glass, swirling the concoction within his lingering fingertips. Each pass drew oxygen, passively enhancing taste. ]
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ㅤSuch dramatic words. Lets hope that they match the taste and you aren't just talking up peasant wine as though it were from the Gods ── simply because it is in your possession. You're almost as unpredictable as I.
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this body does not entertain anything beneath my standards. divine taste、rich 𖬺̲. lingering— the kind that clings to your tongue as though time itself bends to it.
hm、i suppose i could allow you a taste. 〜
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