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スキキライ - Nagamasa Midori
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Ongoing, First published Sep 20, 2015
[ Tsundere!Reader x Nagamasa Midori ] "I don't plan on being your bitch like the masochist doctor and the yandere nurse," you declared and scowled at him which he answered with an innocent smile and caress on the cheek.
You were different from the other women in a way that you didn't fall for him immediately at first smile. Added to that you were quite strange with your S&M tendencies. And off course that's what made him interested.
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