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... himself blush slightly as he took her hand to shake.

Igni: “YーYeah. Thanks…..” Estea: “So, um….! I have been following all your amazing accomplishments from the beginning!”

Igni: “The beginning?” Estea: “Yes…..! Since I heard that a person with a [F] Compatibility defeated Miss Elina, the <former> Head of Class when we all enrolled…….since then!”

And Estea looked eagerly into Igni’s eyes as if to show him how much she looked forward to this day.

Igni felt the small ...

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