dirty clothes, and, as she had to find out after looking into a puddle of water, her face also reflected clear signs of exhaustion. The invisible needle pricks, which the doctors had assured Quanaxu-seis that they would definitely not cause any scars or subsequent symptoms, began to itch penetratively ... It was time for a bath, decided the Saiyajin princess, who was already crowned in her mind, as she made her way back to the capital. <br />
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<i> And got rid of something again! Hehe, I have two reasons to be happy ... 1. Aiko 44 finished and 2. I survived the dance class prom! I'm a survivor * sing * I didn't think it was possible myself ... It wasn't even as bad as I expected ... But it was bad anyway * g * <br />
This chapter would have been published yesterday, but, as I said, I was dancing. <br />
Anyway, enough personal tragedy, I hope you enjoyed this part ... Please leave some clerks, will you? <br />
Uh, exactly: I am not responsible for the correctness of the endocrine mechanisms! I scraped together my pathetic language class knowledge about it ... Take it as poetic freedom * g * <br />
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Doswidanja <br />
Your Adry / Proxima </i> <br />