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AI definitely has a weakness for Heroine. I agree with Ane-San. The last two are my favorites.

Sounds hellish :sweating_profusely:

I thank you, Ane-San! She doesn't want me to talk to her anymore , but thanks to you I can at least admire her. :blob_uwu: She's wonderful! :blob_aww: I will order her to wear it all the time! You should do it too, she should not be able to resist the combined order of her goddess and her...

I can't make up my mind about the Heroine. I like all of them except the one that is too loli. I guess this one is the best, but I struggled to choose it. :sweating_profusely:

Seymour's images are one more beautiful than the next, but this one in particular makes my heart flutter.

Maid Ssemouy :love:

Voidiris is not an easy individual to understand. Most of the time his answers are disorienting, so I was looking for further confirmation in their words. Too hot for my taste, unless the place is near the sea.

Is it the change of season? I suffer it a little bit. She really is. I see that you are enjoying generating pretty girls! It is also one of my hobbies :blob_evil: woman of culture! :blob_sir: If they can help you, here are the images I generated. Maybe they can help you as a reference...

This is interesting. Do you have year-round constant temperature? Quite a philisophical question, my lucky stars! :blob_pat_sad:

American history in a nutshell

Have you ever felt an attraction of the sexual kind toward someone or something?

Seymour is just perfect! :blob_okay: Would that be Ssemouy? Oh my, I'm a very lucky man. Heroine has a rural charm all her own. Great job, Ane-san! ?

I don't know much about it but seems cool

Do you have autumn instead?

Good night

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Let's blossom, it's spring! ????????????????? ??????????????? ???????????? ?????????? ???????? ???? ??

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This night, you wish to enjoy by yourself, but know this, my enchanting tyrant, that where you are, there I am also, for you have long ago claimed me, body, soul, and all the unsung verses of my being. So, let there be no audience, no tune, save for the rhythm of our hearts, the harmonious...