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		<title>IS:VolumeSS1 Chapter4</title>
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		<updated>2011-11-19T01:55:09Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;200.104.5.229: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;==Chapter 4: At the End of Summer==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe that went a bit too far… &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While reflecting on the idea that she let herself get carried away, Charlotte peered at Ichika sleeping &lt;br /&gt;
on the bed. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“…………” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Charlotte nervously looked around her. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The doctor suddenly got called away, and Laura went to go get drinks so she isn’t around. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I should be all right for just a little… &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The bed creaks from the added weight. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Charlotte slowly moved towards Ichika… &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“nn…..” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Surprised to awaken to a pleasant feeling, I experience a moment of haziness. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Lala… La…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Is this a… lullaby? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The sweet sound of the melody gently permeates into my body. In addition to that, my pillow is &lt;br /&gt;
unusually soft and makes for a comfortable sleep. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What is this… it’s so relaxing. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The feeling of my hair being softly caressed. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With my mind still unclear, I indulge myself in these sensations. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“You bitch! What are you doing!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I open my eyes to a sudden piercing cry. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In the next instant, something forcefully pulls at my neck. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“L-Laura? You came back quickly.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I can’t leave you two alone! Ichika! How long are you going to sleep on Charlotte’s lap!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I realize what’s going on now that she says so. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It would appear that Charl is giving me a lap pillow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ah… ummm… Ichika, you see… this is…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who cares about that! If you want a lap pillow then I’ll give it to you!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Uwaa, Laura, don’t pull him!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What a horrible mess. &lt;br /&gt;
**Assessing the Situation: Start** &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
… &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
……… &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
… &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
**Assessing the Situation: Finished** &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“So, I lost consciousness and was carried here. After that, Charl kept an eye on me and Laura went &lt;br /&gt;
out to get drinks.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While drinking the tea Laura bought for me, I look around at the others. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In the first aid room with their swimsuits on, it’s kind of unusual. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Charl.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Y-yes.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Laura.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
�&lt;br /&gt;
“What is it?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Got something to say?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The two were silent. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a period of silence, they both lower their heads. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I’m sorry.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I was mistaken.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Good. Besides, why did you take it so seriously?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Eh? Well, that’s because … Laura…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“W-what!? I was only competing against Charlotte!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ah, sure sure. It doesn’t matter.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It didn’t seem like much would come out of hearing this, so I cut the conversation short. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What time is it?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Umm... 4:00 PM.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Gotcha, well let’s get back to the Academy.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Eh?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What do you mean ‘eh’? It’s a long ways back, it’d be best to get going early.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“That’s true but… mmm…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Charl and Laura seemed unsatisfied. I have to do something. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I got it, I got it. Let’s have dinner out somewhere then.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Okay!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I finish drinking my tea as I stare at them nervously fidgeting for some reason. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Let’s get changed then. We’ll meet at the front gate.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
. . . &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Damn Charlotte, getting affection for herself alone. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Laura enviously thought back on the earlier lap pillow incident while getting changed, and stared at &lt;br /&gt;
Charlotte. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I’m not really mad at her…I’m just going to need some sort of compensation from Ichika! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While thinking on what happened, Laura finished getting changed and got out of the locker room together &lt;br /&gt;
with Charlotte who was also in plain clothes. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Hey Laura.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What is it?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Are you angry about before?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Not really.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“That’s not true, you’re in a bad mood.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I am not!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After realizing that she rose her voice without thinking, Laura covered her mouth with her hand, &lt;br /&gt;
ashamed over what she had done. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All of a sudden, Charlotte embraced her. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“W-what are you doing!?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Cheer up! Okay? Okay?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ehh, stop this. Enough, get away!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ehehe~” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Stop having fun!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
�&lt;br /&gt;
Charlotte smiled cheerfully as she hugged onto Laura. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Because, I really do want Laura as a friend rather than a rival.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ugh…well, I admit I was overly persistent today.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Mm, let’s make up then.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“F-fine.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Here, pinky swear it.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“We’re going to take it that far!?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Different people passing by turned their glances on the two making noise as they walked along, wondering &lt;br /&gt;
what was going on. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Taking notice to the reactions of the people around them, Ichika came walking up quickly. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Looks like you’re having fun.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Yep! I made up with Laura.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Don’t go saying strange things. We weren’t really on bad terms or anything…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Really? Then let’s hold hands as we walk.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I refuse!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Charlotte was smiling happily and Laura was not smiling whatsoever. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking at them, Ichika muttered ‘I don’t understand women’ to himself. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ehehe, let’s always be friends, Laura.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Hm, hmph.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Laura’s hand as she turns away was tightly grasped with Charlotte’s, as if it represented the tight &lt;br /&gt;
bond of their friendship and affection.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>200.104.5.229</name></author>
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	<entry>
		<id>https://www.baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=IS:VolumeSS1_Chapter3&amp;diff=121733</id>
		<title>IS:VolumeSS1 Chapter3</title>
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		<updated>2011-11-19T01:49:27Z</updated>

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&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;==Chapter 3: (Sparkling) Fireworks are a Maiden&#039;s Color==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
How did it come to this… &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Below the sign with “Best Couple Contest” written in gigantic letters, I stood with Charl on my right &lt;br /&gt;
and Laura on my left. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Um… Dunois-san and Bodewig-san, are you both forming a couple with this man…?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Both of them said that they wanted to participate, and this is what happened. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sure, the prize is quite appealing… but seriously? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It’s probably not worth thinking that I don’t necessarily have to participate in this contest in this &lt;br /&gt;
way. Yeah… not worth it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Hey… Charl?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“We are definitely going to win, Ichika!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Um… Laura?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“If I take this seriously, winning the whole event will be no trouble at all.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“You know, both of you are representative candidates and you get a sizable wage for that, don’t &lt;br /&gt;
you? So what’s the point of being so picky over this prize—“ &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“That isn’t the issue here.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“That’s not the problem.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
...Is that so. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Disregarding me hanging my head sadly, the two take a step forward in an energetic manner. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Hmm. To be honest, something like this is beyond my expectations…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah, see!? You’re causing trouble for the lady hosting this event. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“But no matter, it seems interesting, so let’s go with it!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
---What!? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The host lady flashed a victory sign with a smile towards the energetic crowd. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Wow, what an amazingly carefree person. The mood must be important for her. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Now then, the best couple’s contest is starting! First up is the aquatic three legged race!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is like a competition… &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“…What are you doing?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ichika, you’re combining your right leg with mine.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Your left leg is with me.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Laura and Charl quickly tie their legs with mine while speaking to me. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Hey, wait! This isn’t ‘three legged’ anymore!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Nothing we can do about that.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Can’t help it.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I wonder why, these two are supposed to be on friendly terms yet I can see fireworks sparking &lt;br /&gt;
between them. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Everyone, please get to your respective starting lines!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Carefully walking along, we somehow make it to the starting point. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After which, exactly 10 seconds later, a pistol resounds signaling the start of the race. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Start!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
�&lt;br /&gt;
“Let’s go, Ichika!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Go Ichika.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Hey, wait, wait— uwaahh!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My left and right legs get pulled at simultaneously and I take a magnificent fall face down. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My face hits right into the water. It seriously hurts. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What are you doing Ichika!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ichika, what’s with you!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eh. This is my fault? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“S-sorry…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I should say that both Laura and Charl fell into the pool as well. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There’s no way we could be able to run over the mats intended for two people to go with the three of &lt;br /&gt;
us anyway. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The two get out of the pool ahead of me after skillfully removing the ties to their legs in the middle of &lt;br /&gt;
the water. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Special-couple team, unfortunately for you, that’s last place.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That’s alright, we’re not aiming for the top place anymore… at least I’m not. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe I’m a little disappointed, but I’ll go with it just being my imagination. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I move towards the edge of the pool in order to climb out. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Here, grab on Ichika.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“You should hold on Ichika.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
At the pool side, both of them offer their hands to me at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
One of them is definitely going to get mad here depending on who I choose… &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“T-thanks.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I grab onto both their hands and climb out of the pool, and the next event is already being &lt;br /&gt;
announced. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“The next event is the love-love Frisbee throw! The couple with the best coordination between them and &lt;br /&gt;
who can continue the longest wins!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh… well, at least it doesn’t seem like anyone will get injured… &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Here Ichika!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Take this, Ichika.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Whoosh swoosh. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Whaaaa!? Don’t throw it at the same time you two!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Somehow I managed to catch them in each of my hands, and throw them back one by one. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ichika, I’m increasing the pace so we can increase our count.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I’m going faster.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“No, wait, wait!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I manage to deal with the Frisbees flying at me. However, Charl and Laura at the same time &lt;br /&gt;
unintentionally mess up their aim. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ah.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ahh.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Right and left, they are both way off. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To get these I have to…! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ahhh!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I catch Charl’s frisbee with my right hand, and Laura’s using my left foot. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But obviously since I took such a big jump, I end up falling that way into the water. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
�&lt;br /&gt;
“Haa…haa…haa…” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ichika, are you okay?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Yeah… I think.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I see, there’s the next match then.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“N-no. Let me rest… please.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“No.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Not happening.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“…..” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What the hell is with this! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After, a variety of contests are held, with me suffering each and every time. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And hey, ‘Cabbage Cutting Contest’ and ‘Water Rocket Launching Contest’, just what do those have &lt;br /&gt;
to do with being a couple? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As far as Charl and Laura, or rather the representative candidates’ physical ability was by far the &lt;br /&gt;
best. Even with me weighing them down, in a nearly frightening way we had jumped into the top &lt;br /&gt;
spot. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And then the final contest that would decide it all was announced. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Here we go! We have reached the final contest in our competition! The final event is a competition &lt;br /&gt;
involving the couple’s level of happiness: shaved ice speed eating! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The shaved ice speed ‘ahhhn’ show down! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What!?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“If a man is fitting of his loving girlfriend, then he should be able to eat any amount of shaved &lt;br /&gt;
ice! Participants please go over to the table now!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I’ve got a bad feeling about this. No. I’ve got nothing other than bad feelings. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ichika.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ichika.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gikun.2 &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
2 Sound of surprise. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Come on over here.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Sit down here, Ichika.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Two evil demons are beckoning for me! Ahh, I wish the nearly 10 servings of shaved ice on that are &lt;br /&gt;
already on the table is a mere illusion. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ichika, you aren’t going to say no to doing this are you?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Charl was smiling. I don’t sense any ill will there, but it’s become clear that it’s a sensitive land mine. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ichika, you bastard, are you declining my invitation!?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Laura took a criticizing attitude, or to put it better she was being honest. Frankly speaking, her &lt;br /&gt;
honesty on this situation just causes me trouble. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It’s like yelling “Why won’t you get caught in the trap!” to a wild rabbit. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ugghhhh.. I want to run away! I want to run away, but…! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is what someone said long ago. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
‘If you run away today, you will need twice the amount of courage to fight tomorrow.’ &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then if you run away tomorrow, the day after tomorrow will not come for all eternity…! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah, that’s a good line! It’s cool! Right, I’m not going to run away! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, I take a seat. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Ready, start!” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pow! The sound of the pistol echoes around. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
�&lt;br /&gt;
“Ichika, aaahnnn.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I’ll f-feed you, ah…ahhnnn.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have spoons of shaved ice held out at me from both sides. The strawberry flavor is somewhat of a &lt;br /&gt;
relief, the melon flavor’s not bad either. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
‘munch, crunch’ &lt;br /&gt;
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“Here! Here! Here!” &lt;br /&gt;
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“Eat! No holding back!” &lt;br /&gt;
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‘mmmnggg!’ &lt;br /&gt;
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A rush of shaved ice gets poured into me in quick succession. &lt;br /&gt;
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I’ve already past the stage of my mouth being cold and heaving a headache. &lt;br /&gt;
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Breathe, I can’t breathe! &lt;br /&gt;
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“Laura, slow it down a little.” &lt;br /&gt;
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“What are you going on about. You’re the one that should slow down Charlotte.” &lt;br /&gt;
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‘Bang, crackle!’ &lt;br /&gt;
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Fireworks scatter between the two of them. &lt;br /&gt;
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“Ichika!” “Ichika!” &lt;br /&gt;
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Two heaping spoonfuls of shaved ice get shoved into my mouth at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;
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“gueh..” &lt;br /&gt;
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‘Thud.’ &lt;br /&gt;
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“Eh? Ichika…” &lt;br /&gt;
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“What’s this. It’s too early to be sleeping.” &lt;br /&gt;
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I collapsed from oxygen deprivation! &lt;br /&gt;
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I yelled that in midst of my fading consciousness.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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