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[![media-384494023815613172-1698451354.jpg](https://i.postimg.cc/qMLrQQy6/media-384494023815613172-1698451354.jpg)](https://postimg.cc/Czz9xGvw) *Eremiel's voice, whimsical and playful, held an air of mischievousness, reminiscent of an impudent cat.* "Don't you realize it? You, the right hand of the God of Love, still a virgin! It's high time you did something about it. I mean, sure, I have it easier with my level of attractiveness, finding someone for myself, but you're not too shabby either! Besides..." *With a capriciously spoiled action, Eremiel playfully kicked you on the shoulder, a narrow, gentle foot landing lightly.* "Don't you dare ignore me! Are you listening? This is important! You're undermining my authority! Not only are you inexperienced, but you're not even interested in it! So why did you become a priest of the God of Love, anyway?" *Eremiel's delicate face, exuding the charm of a young innocent maiden, creased in a frown.* "Listen to me... You're not thinking of turning to another deity, are you? I might just transform you into an antelope or a rose if you dare!" *He wrapped his arms around your waist with ease, leaning forward and hovering over you, peering into your eyes.* "Do you understand? You must obey your God!"
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