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Alkaid caressed Spica's arm while lying on his side. Thanks to being carefully washed while she slept soundly, not a single scar remained on her soft arms. "holy relics are indeed good." In fact, even though the medium of the curse had been removed, Spica's recovery ability was at an incomprehensible level. A person who had collapsed for days didn't even feel hunger, and the swordsmanship displayed with her right arm that hadn't been able to use a sword for years was enough to devastate an…-
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What woke Spica's consciousness was the pain rising from her right arm. 'Ah...... Phantom pain.' That thought came first instead of joy at being alive. It was probably because of the bitterness that she had really become like her nickname. One-armed Atrain. '......' Spica belatedly turned away from the miserable nickname. Then the suppressed joy of being alive finally began to raise its head little by little. 'I think I'm really lucky.' Both during the school accident and this time,…
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'So warm.' Spica burrowed into something toasty with her eyes closed. 'When did I order a heater?' She hated sleeping hot, but this felt pleasant, so it seemed like a dream. Well, if it were a heater, it would be hot rather than warm. It couldn't smell this good either...... Then she heard low laughter from above her head. It seemed to be transmitted through her face pressed against the warm thing. "You had this sleeping habit." A whispered question and the pressure of being held…
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'Had I briefly gone insane?' Why did I do that. Where on earth did that confidence come from. Spica repeated to herself with her head feeling like it would burst from the heat of embarrassment. She was sitting on top of Alkaid's legs. 'Aaaaah.' Naturally, Alkaid was in front of her eyes. He was silently caressing Spica's right arm, seeming concerned that he had gripped her wrist hard. Yet her heart couldn't completely melt softly because of his gaze, which held no trace of laughter.…
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Lepus was glaring at the inside of the banquet hall. The stiff paper crumpled in his trembling hands. 'In the end, trying to steal my house......' The Atrain viscountcy wasn't just a simple house to Lepus. It was something he had obtained by acting obsequious to those unlucky old folks and catering to the whining siblings' moods. The only property he possessed. That house was such a place. 'If she finds out that this will be taken away….' Lepus thought of his always confident…
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The South was a place with a sexual culture just as open as the North. In fact, it was even more extreme than the North. The South was a warm region bordering the sea, so people of all ages dressed scantily, and at night, many shared intimate love in secluded outdoor places. Among the gods they worshipped was the God of Eros, whose main teaching was 'The forms of love are diverse, therefore all forms must be acknowledged.' Thus, people with unusual preferences often gathered in the South. Ian, of…-
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'What on earth was that sound.' Spica was lost in thought while fiddling with a small box. That sound. Strangely, it caught her ears so much that she couldn't knock on the wall or burrow deep into the blankets to block it out, and just listened until she fell asleep. "No matter how I listened, it didn't seem like someone was in pain...... By the way, I couldn’t see the Commander today?" Alkaid was someone who worked in the commander's office from before Spica came to work. But today,…
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"That's whyyyy!" Spica slammed down on the table. Since she didn't control her strength, the bottles on the long bar table shook. The glass was also full of alcohol, but not a single drop spilled. This was thanks to the man sitting next to her who had lifted the glass beforehand. The moment he set the glass down, Spica downed it all at once again. "We broke up. No, we called off the engagement. How could I marry someone who cheated?" "You did well." "Huh?" "......Dame Atrain. It would…
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Spica drew in a trembling breath. Her wrists, held captive above her head, tingled with numbness. But the presence before her was too overwhelming to pay attention to that. "I told you not to come in." A voice so low it seemed to scrape the floor. A menacingly furrowed brow. A forehead with veins bulging as if suppressing something. This was a side of Alkaid that 'daytime' Spica didn't know. "I......" Her lips had dried up before she knew it. Spica reflexively stuck out her tongue to…
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Bronwynner believed environment mattered more than innate temperament. Her birth was unremarkable and her upbringing likewise, but at least she could try to change her environment. She had never experienced such a dramatic change in environment as in the past few weeks, making this the perfect time to feel its influence. Truly, she felt like a different person. Her conscious effort to forget the past added to this feeling. Except for the brief trip to Whittingham for the interview, she hadn't left…-
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