The sky was clear and cloudless. The sun was shining brightly and brightly, shining through the gaps in the dense pine needles, forming thick and thin beams of light, illuminating the shade of the trees with a light mist like light gauze.

At this moment, in a small courtyard of Tsuruha's house, the sound of ping-pong is constantly sounding. Under the wall, which was about five or six feet high, a young man, naked, was constantly waving his powerful and terrifying fists.

Under the sunlight, the black and white flames intertwined in this courtyard are constantly flickering, like jumping elves, smart and extraordinary.

It's the White Night......

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