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No matter which universe you find yourself in, it seems that nothing changes. The same Alaites with knives, the same holes in the ground, the same kings, emperors, and princesses at the head of state entities. Truly, the world resembled a stick with plans of existence strung on it, differing from each other only slightly.
Adjusting her non-existent clothes and smoothing her hair, Ayano nodded silently and followed the servant.
I'll wear the black mask for now, and automatically check the aura of everyone I see.
— And here is the reason for my recent anemia... Well, good morning.