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A deep brown stain covered the front of a stark white shirt as its wearer emitted a guttural growl.
“Ah, I’m so sorry!” Akito said apologetically before adding, “It was supposed to be the other way around.”
“Of course,” Junta said, “you add milk to coffee and not…Who has the complexion as white as milk you coffee bean!” He added, grinning at Akito’s beaming face.
And thus a powerful duo was born.