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I don't know where Fenrir went, but the we're I'm still selling meat here.
If one of you broke into this place, I'll find you.
[Written later as the crime scene unfolds~!]
Still selling meat, but no, the human arm isn't for sale. Stone-whatever is here.
If one of you broke into this place, I'll find you.
[Written later as the crime scene unfolds~!]
Still selling meat, but no, the human arm isn't for sale. Stone-whatever is here.