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Family Pressure 2
Iori's hysterical laughter drew the customer's attention, but to his credit, Kazuma remained silently neutral as he patiently waited for her to finish. As Iori's laughter died down she still couldn't wipe the smile from her face.
"Kazuma, you're saying the funniest things. You could pass for a comedy skit any time by that sense of humor of yours." She said her last words hardening and sounding harsh.
"I do not understand where you're coming from Iori-sama," He said watching her with his unwavering neutral look. If it was any other person, he would've been successful in fooling them. But Iori knew the man too well. She grew up with him...
"Kazuma, you were there when I left the main house. And you were there when my father openly cut me out of the family at the time in my life when I needed his support the most. So, It has been an understanding that I have no business with the main house and they don't have any business with me. So why do you think that you or Fa
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