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She’s warm and soft, and adorable, it became like this somehow.


「Umm…, Nice to meet you. I’m the one who created you. My name is–」


Let’s see, what was it again?


Come to think of it…, I haven’t remembered my name yet.


I separate from the beautiful fox-eared girl; she looks at me with curiosity.


「I forgot to tell you. Demon King of Creation Procell. That is your name.」


March kindly tells that to me.


Procell. It feels comforta ...

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