Chapter 17 THIS IS A JOKE, RIGHT? GAMMA RANK MEMBER?

CHAPTER 017

THIS IS A JOKE, RIGHT? GAMMA RANK MEMBER?

CHARLOTTE

I was sorting a fresh batch of laundry when Pollo appeared at the doorway, leaning against the frame with his arms folded across his chest. His black hair fell over his shoulders, and he watched me work without saying anything, weari...

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