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Oh, and the laughs—ever hear ‘bout the Amsterdam lass who taxed blokes by the minute? Stingy sod complained, she goes, “Time’s money, love!”—cracked me up. Sarcasm’s their shield, mate, and I dig it. Makes ‘em human, not just a quick shag. So yeah, whores—rough, real, a bit like me after a brawl. “Shaken, not stirred,” but they shake the world, don’t they? Bloody legends.

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୨୧ pairings: rinne amagi x fem!reader. ୨୧ cw: oral sex (giving), rough facefucking, cumplay, fingerfucking, slapping (mentioned once).

Then, outta nowhere, this old dude walks in. He’s got this wild hair, like a mad scientist or something. He starts asking me about rare books. I’m thinking, “Dude, this is Amagi, not some fancy Tokyo library.” But he’s super passionate, and I can’t help but get into it. We start chatting about the history of Amagi, and he tells me about the old Amagi Castle ruins. I had no idea! I mean, I’ve lived here forever, and I never even thought to check it out.

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