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This Beautiful Angel Is An Idiot!

Auteur: Michii
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Lisez le roman This Beautiful Angel Is An Idiot! écrit par l'auteur Michii publié sur WebNovel. Have you ever been pulled into a conversation that you didn't want to be a part of? I have. Recently. With a beautiful Angel in her underwear. She thinks I'm some sort of mastermind. Well, I'm not. I'...

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Have you ever been pulled into a conversation that you didn't want to be a part of? I have. Recently. With a beautiful Angel in her underwear. She thinks I'm some sort of mastermind. Well, I'm not. I'm just a lazy NEET. She must be an idiot!

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