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... correct, Host! You must make him wear a green hat!]
A small smirk spread across Artem's face.
He stood on a small wooden bridge that arched gracefully over a tranquil pond, its surface rippling with flashes of orange and white as koi fish glided beneath.
The scent of cherry blossoms drifted through the air, petals scattering around him with each gust of wind.
"Meh, that's fine with me. As long as the heroines are pure."
Artem's long blonde hair fl ...
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