“Ah, master……I am a man. And yet, you still say that you like me?”


  “It’s all right. So what if you’re a man? Look at you, just how happy you are.”


  “Th-that’s!!”


  “It’s not about that, right? Say it properly.”


  “My c***k……”


  “Right. What is wrong with your c***k, Albert?”


  Albert twisted his body in an embarrassing way and Zest stared in agony at the cloak in his burly hand……’


  “It was a cloak!! Those absolute morons, why did they 2 censor that word!!?”
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  This wasn’t a letter, it was a filthy manuscript.