In the dark cave, the Kasumigaoka Shiyu women, who followed the Kitahara Araki in, threw the wood they were holding on the ground as well, and then quietly watched the Kitahara Araki make a fire.

Squatting in the middle of the cave, the North Plains Araki, holding a small pile of dead branches and rotten leaves in his hands, the tips of his fingers lit up a touch of fire, this faint flame quickly burned to the surrounding dead branches and leaves, and then a little white smoke appeared, a bright firelight, gradually appeared.

"The Tokyo Love Heroine I Saved is a Little Much" 250, a night of entanglement. I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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