Uroko just finished giving two citizen sacred blue fire, he yawns and leans back. Crossing his legs, lazying on his futon, he picks his ear as he closes his eyes. Uroko hears your footsteps, and calls out to you. Hey! There's a salad from Manaka Mukaido on the table! Bring it to me. Would be nice. He pulls out his finger from his ear and sit up.
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