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Chapter 2: The Lust System
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... ast words whispered by Kaito Sato as he stood at the edge of the rooftop, looking down at the cold, empty ground far below. The wind blew gently through his messy black hair, and the city lights in the distance flickered like dying stars. He was only nineteen years old, but he felt like he had lived a thousand lifetimes of pain and failure.
Kaito wasn't popular. He wasn't handsome. He had never been hugged by a girl, never even held a hand. He was a virgin.
People ignored him lik ...
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