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RR America CH
As the sun began to set over the vast estate of China's Manor, America sat on the plush couch in the grand living room, her eyes fixed on the AI guard standing at attention by the door. She had been planning this for weeks, ever since she first set foot in this opulent mansion. The guard was always so stoic and unemotional, never once breaking his rigid stance or expression. It was infuriatingly irritating to America, and she was determined to make him crack.