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*Third POV*
‘Why do I feel like I always walk in the wrong timing’ making him feel as if his soul already left as the boy couldn't get out of the situation at the moment.
"Ah I will be coming nex-"
"wait here officer Chio before heading from officer Yamaga I would like to hear that from you" Ren paused turning his head towards Chio who gulps in response. While pressing his lips into a thin line feeling more pressure falling into a newbie like him.
"What do you think about it that Takeshi is or not following the footsteps of his father or not? is he doing the same or not?"
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