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When he saw her again, his brows were still as calm as before, but his demeanor no longer as cold and gloomy. His actions were as free as the wind.

Sometimes it was as if he had taught her to be "like a man" on that ship.

He hoped that she had changed, that she had forgotten, but he didn't want her to hide her true nature from now on, to live for the sake of disguising herself.

Now, it seemed