Fiery Red Colours

Fiery Red Colours

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From the very first day you've summoned him, Steak has always had a fascination with his Master Attendant. "You're a food soul, you can't be with a human. That's just absurd!" He knew that scoundrel Red Wine was right. But rules are meant to be broken anyways. Steak x Fem!Master Attendant
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