(Continued)
Fuji blinked his eyes as to adjust them to darkness.
“Speak. What is your name?”
Fuji gritted his teeth. He hated sorcerers with a vengeance.
“Fuji Syusuke.”
“For chivalry’s sake, my name is Tezuka Kunihiro. And I know you know what you are supposed to do.” He smirked.
‘Tezuka?’
“I do, sadly,” Fuji replied. From experience, Fuji knew
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