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Richt looked at Abel very nervously.

‘Are you going to get angry?’

He’ll be angry. I asked too hard. But it was so annoying to try to ignore it even though I knew everything.

‘I have a bad temper.’@@novelbin@@

Since he was originally a calm person, this must have been Richt’s original personality. I wanted to believe that. He didn’t want to admit that he had created an unfavorable situation by not being able to hold back for a moment.

Richt glanced at Abel’s gaze. Abel looked at her red skin, then lifted the corners of her mouth and smiled.

“They told me not to treat them like animals.”

Abel’s hand tickled Richt’s chin. Richt suppressed his desire to ask again. Since this is the situation, let’s kill his temper for a while. While thinking so, Abel opened her mouth again.

“In the beginning.”

The hand that was tickling his chin fixes his face. Although Abel’s gaze was burdensome, she opened her eyes and looked at him. This was because he felt nervous as if he would be eaten if he avoided eye contact.

“I tried to trap you.”

who? where? She thought to herself, and as if reading him, Abel answered.

“You, in my hiding place.”

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