That summer, a young man with eyes as clear as marbles in Bozi soda found me.
That summer, he held my hand and let me hold on to the world.
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One day, Naomi asked Ling what he liked most about Ranpo.
Yeshan·Severe Social Fear·Ling: He already knows what you want to say without even opening your mouth.
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Ranbu bg, it won't be too long. Forgive me for not knowing what words to use to call Ranpo. He's already twenty-six when he's a boy, and he feels weird when he's a man.
There are a few black baskets here and there, but if you haven't read them, it won't affect your reading of the article.
Intention: Born toward the sun