The noise of the arcade hall seems to be still ringing in my ears, with coins, joysticks, and tapping buttons - it's an irretrievable youth. And Cammy stood there, with a green bodysuit outlining every inch of muscle, a red beret worn crookedly, and golden braids hanging over her shoulders. It's not high-definition reset, it's not 3D modeling, it's just the blurry yet clear image in memory. She clenched her fists, her eyes sharp, as if she was about to use her signature 'spiral strike' in the next second. In the moment I looked at Cosplay Sex Doll, my fingers involuntarily bent - as if there was a joystick in front of me, waiting to be held by you. Let's fight, just like when we were kids.
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