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Knock… Knock… Knock… Aland knocked on Jonea's door. "Hey, I'm going in! Jonea just came out of the bathroom. She was only wearing a bathrobe, and her head was wrapped in a white towel. Jonea had also washed her wig and was about to dry it using a hair dryer when there was a knock on the door from outside. “Ah, damn it! f**k! f**k!!" Jonea panicked and ran around, trying to hide her wig. "I'm in!" Aland said without waiting for approval from Jonea. The bedroom door opens. The girl was getting panicked. She hasn't had time to hide her wig yet. Jonea tucked the wig behind her back and stood in front of Aland's bed with her chin up. "What is it?" Jonea's voice was hoarse from being so nervous. "Have you cleaned yourself?" asked Aland in a cold tone. Jonea saw the young man carrying ma