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HE KNOWS XI
Grayson immediately rose from the bed by a knock on his head, as if someone was checking if his head is empty. Grayson immediately touched his forehead and the back of his head where Narco knocked on it as if he was just knocking on the door. "Who--" Grayson stared at Narco in front of him, stupefied. Narco smiled handsomely and looked at him intently. Grayson couldn't believe he would see him right now. "N-narco ?!" Unbelievably, Grayson pointed at Narco. He brought his left hand to cover his mouth, pinch himself, and even blinking multiple times as if he was making sure he wasn't in dreamland. By then he turned around to check if Blanche and Mort were with him. "Why are you here? How?" Grayson asked in surprise as Narco laughed amusingly. "You should thank me first." Narco laughe
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