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Chapter 297

Chapter 297

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Today, Mutsumi Wakaba looked listless, completely lacking her usual energy. Every day, Mashiro would come to test Mutsumi's resolve, pleading like a pitiful, humble old Russian serf begging a landowner for a rent extension so she could learn how to grow cucumbers. Although Soyo had already left a well-growing potted cucumber at Mutsumi's house and visited the Wakaba Family's sprawling villa every three to five days to check on the cucumbers' progress—even picking them when they bore fruit to feed directly to Mutsumi by hand, a scene that was immensely heartwarming—nobody actually cared about the gardening club's cucumbers anymore. Mutsumi had a potted plant she liked much better at home, and now only Mashiro was still fighting for it. However, today the grand landowner, Mutsumi Wakaba, had almost no energy to respond. She merely lifted her head from the desk with extreme effort and gave an imperceptible nod, her eyes devoid of a single shred of vitality or life.

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