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Chapter 73: The Parade

Penulis: Luna Hart
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-19 20:22:40

The Cup parade went through the city on an open-top bus, the Cup itself moving from player to player at a pace nobody had actually planned in advance, just happening organically as the mood shifted.

"Your turn," Reyes said, passing it to me somewhere around the second block, both hands extended carefully like he was handing over something fragile despite the Cup being made of solid silver and weighing considerably more than fragile things usually weighed.

"I had it ten minutes ago."

"Doesn't ma
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