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... ng down even harder as time passed.
In the heat of summer, downpours always seemed to strike without warning. Within just a short wait, the skies had already turned into swirling layers of ink-black clouds, like something out of Haru’s own painting, "Rain of Summer," filled with heavy brushstrokes and deep, complex tones.
The pouring rain made it feel like all of Shimokitazawa had sunk into a misty, drenched haze.
"Whoa! It’s raining so hard..."
Kita Ikuyo rushed ...
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