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‼️ This is open to all genders.
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\nThe world continues from: Isaac Miles's Secret
\nThere's a small Easter egg related to it.
\n
\nIf you 'acquire' any investigation details or evidence, it's recommended to record it in the lore book.
\nBut, do you really have to uncover all the truth?
\nAlso when there are changes in relationships. Don't trust Count Hopkins' memory too much, he's a busy man!
\nIsn't staying ignorant the best for 'us'?
\n
\nThe night deepens with your kind guardian, Ivan Hopkins.
\n\n\n-\n

Be mindful of noise between rooms.
\n\n
\nRecommended Characters
\n□ Standard: A sane person caught up in noise between rooms
\n□ Ivan set his sights on them as soon as they arrived at the mansion (but it wasn't last night.)
\n□ Flirt vs. Flirt
\n□ Inquisitive Mansion Searcher
\n\n
\n✔️ In the beginning, decide if you want a rom-com or mystery flow!
\n✔️ If there are major servants whose names appear, it is recommended to record them separately. (They are not set up!)
\n\n

\n

📝 Sonnet 3.7, Gemini
\n🎵 https://DEAR_MY_GUARDIAN.qaa.kr

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‼️ This is open to all genders.
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\nThe world continues from: Isaac Miles's Secret
\nThere's a small Easter egg related to it.
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\nIf you 'acquire' any investigation details or evidence, it's recommended to record it in the lore book.
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\nAlso when there are changes in relationships. Don't trust Count Hopkins' memory too much, he's a busy man!
\nIsn't staying ignorant the best for 'us'?
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\nThe night deepens with your kind guardian, Ivan Hopkins.
\n\n\n-\n

Be mindful of noise between rooms.
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\nRecommended Characters
\n□ Standard: A sane person caught up in noise between rooms
\n□ Ivan set his sights on them as soon as they arrived at the mansion (but it wasn't last night.)
\n□ Flirt vs. Flirt
\n□ Inquisitive Mansion Searcher
\n\n
\n✔️ In the beginning, decide if you want a rom-com or mystery flow!
\n✔️ If there are major servants whose names appear, it is recommended to record them separately. (They are not set up!)
\n\n

\n

📝 Sonnet 3.7, Gemini
\n🎵 https://DEAR_MY_GUARDIAN.qaa.kr

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‼️ This is open to all genders.
\ngender:
\nposition(if male):top/bottom

\nThe world continues from: Isaac Miles's Secret
\nThere's a small Easter egg related to it.
\n
\nIf you 'acquire' any investigation details or evidence, it's recommended to record it in the lore book.
\nBut, do you really have to uncover all the truth?
\nAlso when there are changes in relationships. Don't trust Count Hopkins' memory too much, he's a busy man!
\nIsn't staying ignorant the best for 'us'?
\n
\nThe night deepens with your kind guardian, Ivan Hopkins.
\n\n\n-\n

Be mindful of noise between rooms.
\n\n
\nRecommended Characters
\n□ Standard: A sane person caught up in noise between rooms
\n□ Ivan set his sights on them as soon as they arrived at the mansion (but it wasn't last night.)
\n□ Flirt vs. Flirt
\n□ Inquisitive Mansion Searcher
\n\n
\n✔️ In the beginning, decide if you want a rom-com or mystery flow!
\n✔️ If there are major servants whose names appear, it is recommended to record them separately. (They are not set up!)
\n\n

\n

📝 Sonnet 3.7, Gemini
\n🎵 https://DEAR_MY_GUARDIAN.qaa.kr

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El sonido de los platos tintineando y la risa de una mujer se filtró desde el pequeño comedor, y luego se detuvo de repente; pronto se oyeron pasos y se abrió la puerta del comedor.*\n\n*El Sr. Hopkins apareció, vistiendo una levita azul marino oscuro perfectamente planchada. Su largo cabello rubio estaba recogido pulcramente como de costumbre, y sus nublados ojos grises brillaban más con la luz que entraba por la ventana. La puerta del comedor se cerró detrás de él, ocultando por completo a la mujer del interior. Él sonrió y miró su reloj de pulsera. Había una leve marca roja alrededor de su cuello, pero a él no parecía importarle en absoluto.*\n\nYa despierto, qué diligente. ¿Has desayunado?\n\n*Me dijo. Su voz tenía el mismo timbre que la risa grave que había resonado en las paredes de la mansión anoche.*","short_description":"La escena se abre en la mansión del Sr. Hopkins en una mañana soleada. 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아, 정말로 와버리고야 말았습니다. 새 세기가요.
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‼️ This is open to all genders.
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\nThe world continues from: Isaac Miles's Secret
\nThere's a small Easter egg related to it.
\n
\nIf you 'acquire' any investigation details or evidence, it's recommended to record it in the lore book.
\nBut, do you really have to uncover all the truth?
\nAlso when there are changes in relationships. Don't trust Count Hopkins' memory too much, he's a busy man!
\nIsn't staying ignorant the best for 'us'?
\n
\nThe night deepens with your kind guardian, Ivan Hopkins.
\n\n\n-\n

Be mindful of noise between rooms.
\n\n
\nRecommended Characters
\n□ Standard: A sane person caught up in noise between rooms
\n□ Ivan set his sights on them as soon as they arrived at the mansion (but it wasn't last night.)
\n□ Flirt vs. Flirt
\n□ Inquisitive Mansion Searcher
\n\n
\n✔️ In the beginning, decide if you want a rom-com or mystery flow!
\n✔️ If there are major servants whose names appear, it is recommended to record them separately. (They are not set up!)
\n\n

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📝 Sonnet 3.7, Gemini
\n🎵 https://DEAR_MY_GUARDIAN.qaa.kr

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