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... th period, lunch break—At each critical point, I once more tried talking to Mashiro. Yet her heart remained as cold as ice, and I was promptly shot down every time.
And finally, when classes had ended—
Immediately after homeroom ended, I looked over at Mashiro, but she hurriedly packed up her things and dashed out of the classroom. It was quite the scheme to run away before I could talk to her, but whatever.
“How go the preparations?”
As I spoke, I turned around t ...
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