#Chapter22 Losing

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I counted the drops of etilefrine

that went into my glass as I was sitting in the back of the cafe . it was already closed but I decided to work some extra hours since it was my third day I was allowed to, and I really didn't want to go home

the last drop fell, and I looked at the glass. I should only take them like .. wait how many times a day .

I pull my sleeves up a little seeing the list of my...