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... but it was unclear whose blood it was.
The guy didn’t run away. It was as if he wanted us to run to take his ball away.
[That guy... What is he doing?]
Senior Noah was curious. I said as I ran up the stairs to the stands.
“It seems like the ball is the medium. Doesn’t it seem like he really wants me to play?”
[Now he’s calm and not surprised.]
“It’s a survival instinct.”
To be exact, it’s the power of love. The power of my love to protect ...
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