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Who is calling me... No, no. I am myself! The 11 o'clock bell came from hell, and the senior brother came slowly. The soul flowers blooming around me opened up a different life for me. Before I was ten years old, my mischief led to constant disasters. Every time I narrowly escaped death, even my master died because of me. From then on, I scolded the breeze. You must be the one who protects others. A certain evildoer smiled seductively,\