it has nothing to do with the lucky number —— but again 、he doesn’t dwell on that part of the story. he straightens back 𖬺 follows through the straight path … he feels it’ll be for a little while 、which is relieving.
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a tilt of head. curiosity blossomed rather than potential danger, eyes peeked over his shoulder under helmet. arms clung onto body at the sharp turn.
“ seven is considered lucky. perhaps you’ll carry such fortunes with you. ”
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“ • everyone calls me seven. “ the interaction pauses briefly at a sharp turn 、his physique tilts to the left 、a quick calculation gives him 27 minutes left to arrive. “ i do have a real name. “ well 、if one could call it that.
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blood stained the soul as much as the hands —— the sight ceased to bother her. “ columbina hyposelenia. ” the answer came near instant.
“ but i have very few grievances if you called me something else. names matter little to me. ”
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“ • nod — krai it is then. “ he hums to unsettle the stillness blessed by the moon kissed. it’s so unlikely to see him together with one deemed holy 、* perceived to be clean. while he’e drenched by blood. still 、blood is
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stillness settled in response to the query, yet followed by a mere shake of head. “ i seldom leave snezhnaya, huhu 〜 if i do, nod - krai is my destination. ” https://t.co/64bhCSQQ64
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“ • m’lady —— miss harbinger 、i’d think twice if i were you. “ the cases of blades arranged together over his chest become evident 、suddenly. is she seeking for a cat fight .ᐣ
is it aid 、or something else .ᐣ perhaps both shared the same slyness in their manners 𖬺 part of their nature. “ • have you never been to fontaine .ᐣ “ meanwhile 、the head wings disappearance prove interesting to him 、too.
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a pause. truthfully, mischief laced the belladonna’s words. yet such willingness to aid a damsel amused her. “ very well. ” hand extended forward, fingers scooping the helmet into her arms.
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he lets his helmet stay 、the cover lowered with a swift push. “ • then we’ll go. “ he speeds up away from the side toward the destination. eventually 、the pavement gives way to dirt roads. a faint cloud of dust raised.
“ • indeed 、sometimes i need a quieter kind of company. “ he offers a charming chuckle 、𖬺 waits for his cocktail within idle chat. “ what about you —— do you live here .ᐣ “
red,please.( that fang jiashu understands,addressing him with his full title does make the tiger feels like he’s on his shift sometimes. )are you just traveling in this city alone?