The Gap Between

The Gap Between

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Last published Wed, Apr 8, 2020

ainokusabi amoi boyxboy despair fanfiction

After Iason Mink head of Tanagura Syndicate released Riki back to the slum, he haven't heard of him since then. for more than two hundred years his heart yearned for the Mongrel. Even if it's been too long He acquired numerous pet after He still didn't cancel Riki's registration, and after fifty years the system have automatically cancelled him. He still love him.... The mysterious disappearance centuries ago might be answered now upon seeing a man, who looks Exactly as his very own Riki the dark. How do things could be answered after two hundred years? Is he even related to him? a fan fiction I do not own Ai No Kusabi, but I own this story Start: 4-3-2019 End:

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