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Standing in front of the door was a twenty-three or twenty-four year old girl. To be honest, she is indeed quite good-looking. However, when I look at her, there is only hatred in my eyes.

Today, she was dressed in a formal attire, with a snow-white printed shirt underneath the grey suit. The black stockings were well-matched. A pair of tall, golden-edged feet accentuated the length of her legs