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... d me says that her sister is being held hostage by my father . I should think of a way to deal with her after I rescue her sister .

「Well, let’s pick up your sister . Follow me, I don’t know her face . 」

「Eh? But I’ve been poisoning you, my lady… 」

「Don’t worry, you can’t kill the hidden boss with poison . 」

「Um, what? 」

「Never mind . Let’s go! 」

I unintentionally blurted out the knowledge from the game . Why am I so nervous about this? Is it because Rita’s s ...

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