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Shiba wasn’t flamboyant at all, just like her feather skirt today.
Standing in the middle of the crowd, she lowered her eyes slightly, like a soft and weak Sparrow.
He coaxed her so much that he wanted to hold her in his hands, feed her carefully, and pamper her.
Then, when she raised her small face, her water flas blood with brilliance and revealed her confident side. That brilliance was like a Sparrow shedding its ordinary feathers and replacing them with shining wings, becoming a Phoenix bathing in fire, the king of all birds!
It was blasphemy to describe her with Rouge and common powder!
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