Between people who might have died, between people who might or might not have died, between those crimes that might or might not have taken place.

Between reporting that investigation, when by normal means, they found nothing, talking to whoever held the secrets, meeting with your informant, that information, which may or may not be true, even the demons that always watched everyone around you.

There was no going back, the implications and all situations would not go back, there were consequences, suspicions became reality.

Death and life, even those who never imagined having contact, but looking around, the deepest desires, the opinion of their former contacts, knowing now, with whom they were dealing, in what they created at that time.

Even at that time, when he could make everything as pleasurable as possible, then, between his pleasures and his desires, for every time in his travels, that he was wrapped between each of her secrets, he was shrouded in mystery.

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- When will the wedding take place? - Asked Kojin in his direction. 


The butler gasped and when he recovered his stupefaction. 


- At the ceremony days after I was offered as an offering. - He said. 


And he put it on his finger and served it right... 


- That's great. - Said Kojin with tears in his tired eyes. 


- But not as serious as you might imagine... 


- Ah..., Lord. - Said. – I can be content and happy. 


He got so sick when he saw that happy expression, when he put on his underwear and went to bed, then he was sleeping... 


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