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... p. Shaking the cup in his hand, Kairen stared at its contents dazedly, as if being drowned in the hot liquid.

"Didn't you say the previous cup was the last?"

At Reyan's question, Kairen rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand.

"I'm still sleepy thought."

"Then sleep?"

"No."

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Reyan shook his head as if disappointed and walked away from his half-asleep, half-awake friend. Kairen was genuinely sc ...

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