C572 I will Borrow a Hundred Guts from You!

Quarter past noon.

In a café run by a Russian family, Yuvyuv appeared by the window dressed in a refreshing light blue casual outfit. On the table sat two steaming cups of rich, authentic Russian coffee. Yuvyuv crossed her long, elegant legs, resting her chin on one hand while holding a silver hairpin in the other, savoring a small piece of chocolate cream cake.

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