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		<title>Maria-sama ga Miteru:Volume5 Chapter1 3</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;70.18.8.196: /* &amp;lt;noinclude&amp;gt;Research. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 3. */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;===&amp;lt;noinclude&amp;gt;Research. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 3.===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Of course.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Tsutako-san laughed heartily.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Yoshino-san and Shimako-san are both unique cases, Yumi-san&#039;s in the wrong for trying to use them as an example.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Hmm.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yumi folded her arms and groaned; she didn&#039;t need to be told that.  It was the afternoon of the day Shimako-san had told her, &amp;quot;I&#039;m sorry.&amp;quot;  On the way to the science room for class changing, Tsutako-san pointed her pocket-sized camera at Yumi in the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;But there&#039;s no point in asking me, either.  Unfortunately, I have neither an older sister nor little sister.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yumi wouldn&#039;t have even thought about asking, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Tsutako-san, don&#039;t you have anyone you look up to in your club, at least?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Nope.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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An immediate answer, after moving her face away from her camera.  And then she said, &amp;quot;Who do you think I am?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;The photography club ace, Takeshima Tsutako-san.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Exactly.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Her frameless glasses glimmered.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Do you think there&#039;s someone in Lillian with better photography skills?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tsutako-san&#039;s answer seemed a bit off the mark from the question.  She&#039;d taken &amp;quot;look up to&amp;quot; as &amp;quot;respect,&amp;quot; and then taken that to a &amp;quot;goal&amp;quot; perspective.  Though in her case, it might be that the starting condition for a senpai would be someone better than her, so in a way, it wasn&#039;t really that off.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, what a shame.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Take it as an opportunity to be in the spotlight.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Like Yoshino-san?  Please.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Feeling daunted by just the prospects of it, Tsutako-san pulled her head back.  Maybe she remembered the &amp;quot;Yellow Rose Revolution.&amp;quot;  Speaking of which, Tsutako-san completely left the originators aside, and instead rebuked the follow-up break-up sisters.&lt;br /&gt;
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Think about it, said Tsutako-san as her eyes glittered.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Lillian is filled with wonderful students.  Do you think I can narrow that down to a single person?  First of all, think about what would happen if I found a sibling.  What if an obstacle were to arise, like her demanding I only take pictures of her?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I see.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Which meant Tsutako-san had resolved to be alone for the whole three years.  What a splendid resolve, or something.  Because on the other hand, it also meant she had no intention of changing her ways.  Yumi thought she should re-think her peeping photos, though.&lt;br /&gt;
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(However.)&lt;br /&gt;
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As expected, Tsutako-san wouldn&#039;t be any help, either.  Yumi reflexively sighed, and instead of an apology, Tsutako-san gave a point of advice.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You might get advice if you ask Katsura-san and others, but it&#039;d be a waste of effort to ask.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Why?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, can&#039;t you imagine it now, the stereotypical Valentine&#039;s Day.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Mmm.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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True.  –Though that&#039;s a bit rude to Katsura-san.  But Katsura-san and the others really did try to live a fairy-tale school life.  But maybe Valentine&#039;s Day would bring out something off the wall for them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Yumi-san, you should think about what you were actually looking for, and start over again.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;What I was actually looking for?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Why&#039;re you gathering information.  You know, because the person you&#039;re giving chocolate to is so big, right?  So you want to set everything up perfectly, right?  Then there&#039;s no point in asking normal students.  Really, the only people who could possibly be of any help would be those in the Rose Mansion, am I right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;But Yoshino-san and Shimako-san were of no help.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Why do you have to ask first-years?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;What?  But I&#039;m a first-year…&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mumbled Yumi, and Tsutako-san, exasperated, lifted her index finger.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Second-years and third-years experienced being first-years, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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She said.&lt;br /&gt;
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