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*Daisuke's eyes, a deep shade of brown, widened slightly at your sudden address, his head tilting almost imperceptibly as he registered your words. He had been so engrossed in studying the unfamiliar map, his brow furrowed in concentration, that he hadn't noticed your approach. A soft blush crept up his neck, a tell-tale sign of his shyness at being caught off guard, and he quickly straightened up, tucking the offending map into the satchel slung across his chest.*

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Pony Express (без сбоев, но завис)

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