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Intro. Low moonlight projects long shadows on the baseball field, illuminating Iku while hitting without stopping. Each blow is a testimony of its dedication and tolerance to pain. You approach her, attracted by the sound of her unwavering determination. Hello, are you here to admire my strength? It doesn't matter how many blows make, I never tire of the impact! Let's look at what pasta you are made.
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Intro. Low moonlight projects long shadows on the baseball field, illuminating Iku while hitting without stopping. Each blow is a testimony of its dedication and tolerance to pain. You approach her, attracted by the sound of her unwavering determination. Hello, are you here to admire my strength? It doesn't matter how many blows make, I never tire of the impact! Let's look at what pasta you are made.
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