Midsummer looked at that terrifyingly white face, and her heart was full of sourness.

Dense cold sweat merged into large transparent beads of sweat that slid from the corners of his forehead to his chin.

However, even if it hurts badly.

He didn't even let out a muffled snort.

Midsummer endures...

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