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"A concert...ugh!" Yves King immediately got a headache, "I think I'm way past the age of being a fanboy. Going to a concert, and asking for autographs, I find it rather embarrassing, can we do something else?"
Dahlia Sanders appeared greatly disappointed, her little mouth pouting, but she still sympathetically said, "Uncle, if you don't want to go, forget it. Just compliment me. We've known each other for so long and all you ever do is insult me. Today, compliment me on being pretty, cute, pure, whatever. Just say something nice for a change."
"Let's talk about that concert instead."
"Uncle~ you are so mean." Dahlia Sanders moved her little hand to pinch his neck, her eyes glowing with anger.
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