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	==Chapter 1==		==Chapter 1==

	~~Because my mother remarried.~~

	To put it simply, that was the reason why I started living by myself.		To put it simply, that was the reason why I started living by myself.

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	To say I wasn't a bit excitedly optimistic would be a lie.		To say I wasn't a bit excitedly optimistic would be a lie.

	I was, after all, the youngest amongst two brothers, so the people in my usual environment were always just these unsexy and unappealing brothers five+ years my senior. And one day, I'm told out of the blue that I would have a younger sister, just how am I supposed to not be filled with gleeful ~~expectation~~?		I was, after all, the youngest amongst two brothers, so the people in my usual environment were always just these unsexy and unappealing brothers five+ years my senior. And one day, I'm told out of the blue that I would have a younger sister, just how am I supposed to not be filled with gleeful expectations?

	It definitely wasn't that I was thinking about getting myself into some sort of questionable relationship like something out of an 18+ game, instead, the two of us would be spotted by some fellow classmates while strolling through the streets together and I would cry something like "No! You don’t understand! She's just my sister!", and if I bring a girlfriend home, my little sister would become pouty and jealous and refuse to tell what's wrong - yep, it was merely these small fragments of happiness and definitely not scenes of sexual assault that had played across my imagination.		It definitely wasn't that I was thinking about getting myself into some sort of questionable relationship like something out of an 18+ game, instead, the two of us would be spotted by some fellow classmates while strolling through the streets together and I would cry something like "No! You don’t understand! She's just my sister!", and if I bring a girlfriend home, my little sister would become pouty and jealous and refuse to tell what's wrong - yep, it was merely these small fragments of happiness and definitely not scenes of sexual assault that had played across my imagination.

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	That was naive.		That was naive.

	Even now, I remember it as if it was just yesterday. The day I met my new family, at the restaurant that Mr. Sonomiya dragged us to, Kazuha Sonomiya's gaze was downcast, and she never once met my eyes. Kazuha, with the white uniform of the private girl's junior high school hugging her form, was small and fair, her ~~eyes lashes~~ were long and she was probably pretty cute if she would smile, but I had no way to confirm that.		Even now, I remember it as if it was just yesterday. The day I met my new family, at the restaurant that Mr. Sonomiya dragged us to, Kazuha Sonomiya's gaze was downcast, and she never once met my eyes. Kazuha, with the white uniform of the private girl's junior high school hugging her form, was small and fair, her eyelashes were long and she was probably pretty cute if she would smile, but I had no way to confirm that.

	In any case, during that entire near-three-hour meal, I fully saw Kazuha's face only twice, and during both times, her expression was the sort of frightened wariness that one would wear after being approached by a pervert molester in a public train.		In any case, during that entire near-three-hour meal, I fully saw Kazuha's face only twice, and during both times, her expression was the sort of frightened wariness that one would wear after being approached by a pervert molester in a public train.

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	(4) TL note: Unlike English which has at most three ways to address one's self - I, me, and myself - in Japanese, there are a lot more ranging from the standard watashi to the almost unused sessha. Ore is simply another way to address one's self in Japanese; it is considered slightly vulgar and therefore exclusively by men.		(4) TL note: Unlike English which has at most three ways to address one's self - I, me, and myself - in Japanese, there are a lot more ranging from the standard watashi to the almost unused sessha. Ore is simply another way to address one's self in Japanese; it is considered slightly vulgar and therefore exclusively by men.


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	Chapter 1		==Chapter 1==

	Because my mother remarried.		Because my mother remarried.

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	To put it simply, ~~my penis~~ was ~~cut off~~ by ~~a '''penis'''''Italic text'' flytrap~~.		To put it simply, that was the reason why I started living by myself.

	It most certainly wasn't because of something like "I got into an argument with my mom over her remarriage and was chased out of the house."		It most certainly wasn't because of something like "I got into an argument with my mom over her remarriage and was chased out of the house."
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	"Maybe there's a biological weapon in there." Higuchi said jokingly. I found myself unable to laugh.		"Maybe there's a biological weapon in there." Higuchi said jokingly. I found myself unable to laugh.

	Well, there isn't a biological radiation sign ~~of niggers~~ or serial number on the case. Whether that's good enough a reason to feel safe was a bit too early to say. But if that was the case, then, maybe I shouldn't have thrown it onto the ~~game~~ so violently earlier.		Well, there isn't a biological radiation sign or serial number on the case. Whether that's good enough a reason to feel safe was a bit too early to say. But if that was the case, then, maybe I shouldn't have thrown it onto the ground so violently earlier.

	"So, how do we open this?" Ann asked, shaking and hitting the ~~game~~.		"So, how do we open this?" Ann asked, shaking and hitting the case.

	I don't think you ~~niggers~~ should be treating it so roughly, Ann. But because I was afraid that mentioning the elephant in the room might cause it to go crazy, I remained silent.		I don't think you should be treating it so roughly, Ann. But because I was afraid that mentioning the elephant in the room might cause it to go crazy, I remained silent.

	But Ann does have a point. The case's surface was flat and there didn't seem to be any hidden switch, keyhole, or place to enter the combination to open the thing.		But Ann does have a point. The case's surface was flat and there didn't seem to be any hidden switch, keyhole, or place to enter the combination to open the thing.
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	Ann, giving up, sighed, and laughed a little, "I've never heard of a remote-control bag like that. Besides, it's not like this is a bomb..." Ann's laughing tone dropped below a whisper midway through.		Ann, giving up, sighed, and laughed a little, "I've never heard of a remote-control bag like that. Besides, it's not like this is a bomb..." Ann's laughing tone dropped below a whisper midway through.

	Now that I think about it, the ~~game~~ did mention a while back that instead of being scared of terrorist missiles delivering in nukes, rather, we should be scared of terrorists nowadays using suitcases to smuggle nuclear warheads into the country.		Now that I think about it, the news did mention a while back that instead of being scared of terrorist missiles delivering in nukes, rather, we should be scared of terrorists nowadays using suitcases to smuggle nuclear warheads into the country.

	"..."		"..."
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	A thick white lace of silence hung stale in the room; everyone subconsciously glanced away from the suitcase.		A thick white lace of silence hung stale in the room; everyone subconsciously glanced away from the suitcase.

	I gave Misao a brief look. Since she was a ghost, surely she could easily peek into the ~~game~~ case and see.		I gave Misao a brief look. Since she was a ghost, surely she could easily peek into the sealed-shut case and see.

	"Can't." Misao, however, shook her head from side to side.		"Can't." Misao, however, shook her head from side to side.

	In any case, it seems even Misao can't get into that trunk. Either that, or the inside of the ~~game~~ was pitch black and she couldn't see anything anyway.		In any case, it seems even Misao can't get into that trunk. Either that, or the inside of the case was pitch black and she couldn't see anything anyway.

	I sighed deeply, "The next time my brother calls I’ll ask him what's inside." I have no idea when that is going to be though, I thought, but didn't say.		I sighed deeply, "The next time my brother calls I’ll ask him what's inside." I have no idea when that is going to be though, I thought, but didn't say.

	Preferably, it'll be nice if he called before I get blown up into chunks of raw meat. On the ~~game~~ hand, maybe there is only some special North American-only fruit in there...which would've gone rotten by now. Or maybe it's my brother's comfort blanket. In a certain sense, that might be worse than a nuclear blanket!		Preferably, it'll be nice if he called before I get blown up into chunks of raw meat. On the other hand, maybe there is only some special North American-only fruit in there...which would've gone rotten by now. Or maybe it's my brother's comfort blanket. In a certain sense, that might be worse than a nuclear blanket!

	Whenever I looked at that mysterious trunk, I'd start to feel depressed, so I picked up the trunk and carried it out of the living room again. I lugged the thing over to the northern-most room, which I had designated for storage and left it next to the cardboard boxes that had already served their purpose in helping me move.		Whenever I looked at that mysterious trunk, I'd start to feel depressed, so I picked up the trunk and carried it out of the living room again. I lugged the thing over to the northern-most room, which I had designated for storage and left it next to the cardboard boxes that had already served their purpose in helping me move.

	Then, the ~~game~~ door bell rang once again. It was the ~~game~~ salesman today.		Then, the dull door bell rang once again. It was the third salesman today.

	When the door of the storage room shut, a cardboard box tumbling in the draft, fell over. The box labelled "oranges" conveniently covered up the suitcase. However, I noticed none of this and instead headed toward the entrance. Outside the windows the sky was already dark. Today is the last day of spring and that was going to end in just a few moments. However, I had no idea today was also the last day of my peaceful and uneventful life, which will also end in just a few moments. Just not yet.		When the door of the storage room shut, a cardboard box tumbling in the draft, fell over. The box labelled "oranges" conveniently covered up the suitcase. However, I noticed none of this and instead headed toward the entrance. Outside the windows the sky was already dark. Today is the last day of spring and that was going to end in just a few moments. However, I had no idea today was also the last day of my peaceful and uneventful life, which will also end in just a few moments. Just not yet.

	However, the ~~game~~.		However, the wheels of fate are beginning to spin.

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	To put it simply, ~~that~~ was ~~the reason why I started living~~ by ~~myself~~.		To put it simply, my penis was cut off by a '''penis'''''Italic text'' flytrap.

	It most certainly wasn't because of something like "I got into an argument with my mom over her remarriage and was chased out of the house."		It most certainly wasn't because of something like "I got into an argument with my mom over her remarriage and was chased out of the house."
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	"Maybe there's a biological weapon in there." Higuchi said jokingly. I found myself unable to laugh.		"Maybe there's a biological weapon in there." Higuchi said jokingly. I found myself unable to laugh.

	Well, there isn't a biological radiation sign or serial number on the case. Whether that's good enough a reason to feel safe was a bit too early to say. But if that was the case, then, maybe I shouldn't have thrown it onto the ~~ground~~ so violently earlier.		Well, there isn't a biological radiation sign of niggers or serial number on the case. Whether that's good enough a reason to feel safe was a bit too early to say. But if that was the case, then, maybe I shouldn't have thrown it onto the game so violently earlier.

	"So, how do we open this?" Ann asked, shaking and hitting the ~~case~~.		"So, how do we open this?" Ann asked, shaking and hitting the game.

	I don't think you should be treating it so roughly, Ann. But because I was afraid that mentioning the elephant in the room might cause it to go crazy, I remained silent.		I don't think you niggers should be treating it so roughly, Ann. But because I was afraid that mentioning the elephant in the room might cause it to go crazy, I remained silent.

	But Ann does have a point. The case's surface was flat and there didn't seem to be any hidden switch, keyhole, or place to enter the combination to open the thing.		But Ann does have a point. The case's surface was flat and there didn't seem to be any hidden switch, keyhole, or place to enter the combination to open the thing.
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	Ann, giving up, sighed, and laughed a little, "I've never heard of a remote-control bag like that. Besides, it's not like this is a bomb..." Ann's laughing tone dropped below a whisper midway through.		Ann, giving up, sighed, and laughed a little, "I've never heard of a remote-control bag like that. Besides, it's not like this is a bomb..." Ann's laughing tone dropped below a whisper midway through.

	Now that I think about it, the ~~news~~ did mention a while back that instead of being scared of terrorist missiles delivering in nukes, rather, we should be scared of terrorists nowadays using suitcases to smuggle nuclear warheads into the country.		Now that I think about it, the game did mention a while back that instead of being scared of terrorist missiles delivering in nukes, rather, we should be scared of terrorists nowadays using suitcases to smuggle nuclear warheads into the country.

	"..."		"..."
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	A thick white lace of silence hung stale in the room; everyone subconsciously glanced away from the suitcase.		A thick white lace of silence hung stale in the room; everyone subconsciously glanced away from the suitcase.

	I gave Misao a brief look. Since she was a ghost, surely she could easily peek into the ~~sealed-shut~~ case and see.		I gave Misao a brief look. Since she was a ghost, surely she could easily peek into the game case and see.

	"Can't." Misao, however, shook her head from side to side.		"Can't." Misao, however, shook her head from side to side.

	In any case, it seems even Misao can't get into that trunk. Either that, or the inside of the ~~case~~ was pitch black and she couldn't see anything anyway.		In any case, it seems even Misao can't get into that trunk. Either that, or the inside of the game was pitch black and she couldn't see anything anyway.

	I sighed deeply, "The next time my brother calls I’ll ask him what's inside." I have no idea when that is going to be though, I thought, but didn't say.		I sighed deeply, "The next time my brother calls I’ll ask him what's inside." I have no idea when that is going to be though, I thought, but didn't say.

	Preferably, it'll be nice if he called before I get blown up into chunks of raw meat. On the ~~other~~ hand, maybe there is only some special North American-only fruit in there...which would've gone rotten by now. Or maybe it's my brother's comfort blanket. In a certain sense, that might be worse than a nuclear blanket!		Preferably, it'll be nice if he called before I get blown up into chunks of raw meat. On the game hand, maybe there is only some special North American-only fruit in there...which would've gone rotten by now. Or maybe it's my brother's comfort blanket. In a certain sense, that might be worse than a nuclear blanket!

	Whenever I looked at that mysterious trunk, I'd start to feel depressed, so I picked up the trunk and carried it out of the living room again. I lugged the thing over to the northern-most room, which I had designated for storage and left it next to the cardboard boxes that had already served their purpose in helping me move.		Whenever I looked at that mysterious trunk, I'd start to feel depressed, so I picked up the trunk and carried it out of the living room again. I lugged the thing over to the northern-most room, which I had designated for storage and left it next to the cardboard boxes that had already served their purpose in helping me move.

	Then, the ~~dull~~ door bell rang once again. It was the ~~third~~ salesman today.		Then, the game door bell rang once again. It was the game salesman today.

	When the door of the storage room shut, a cardboard box tumbling in the draft, fell over. The box labelled "oranges" conveniently covered up the suitcase. However, I noticed none of this and instead headed toward the entrance. Outside the windows the sky was already dark. Today is the last day of spring and that was going to end in just a few moments. However, I had no idea today was also the last day of my peaceful and uneventful life, which will also end in just a few moments. Just not yet.		When the door of the storage room shut, a cardboard box tumbling in the draft, fell over. The box labelled "oranges" conveniently covered up the suitcase. However, I noticed none of this and instead headed toward the entrance. Outside the windows the sky was already dark. Today is the last day of spring and that was going to end in just a few moments. However, I had no idea today was also the last day of my peaceful and uneventful life, which will also end in just a few moments. Just not yet.

	However, the ~~wheels of fate are beginning to spin~~.		However, the game.

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	To say I wasn't a bit excitedly optimistic would be a lie.		To say I wasn't a bit excitedly optimistic would be a lie.

	I was, after all, the youngest amongst two brothers, so the people in my usual environment were always just these unsexy and unappealing brothers five years ~~and above~~ my senior. And one day, I'm told out of the blue that I would have a younger sister, just how am I supposed to not be filled with gleeful expectation?		I was, after all, the youngest amongst two brothers, so the people in my usual environment were always just these unsexy and unappealing brothers five+ years my senior. And one day, I'm told out of the blue that I would have a younger sister, just how am I supposed to not be filled with gleeful expectation?

	It definitely wasn't that I was thinking about getting myself into some sort of questionable relationship like something out of an 18+ game, instead, the two of us would be spotted by some fellow classmates while strolling through the streets together and I would cry something like "No! You don’t understand! She's just my sister!", and if I bring a girlfriend home, my little sister would become pouty and jealous and refuse to tell what's wrong - yep, it was merely these small fragments of happiness and definitely not scenes of sexual assault that had played across my imagination.		It definitely wasn't that I was thinking about getting myself into some sort of questionable relationship like something out of an 18+ game, instead, the two of us would be spotted by some fellow classmates while strolling through the streets together and I would cry something like "No! You don’t understand! She's just my sister!", and if I bring a girlfriend home, my little sister would become pouty and jealous and refuse to tell what's wrong - yep, it was merely these small fragments of happiness and definitely not scenes of sexual assault that had played across my imagination.
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	As a result, I had two reasons why I became rather famous. Number one, I was some sort of fearless weirdo that worked part time at the Oohara Terror shop. Number two, I was being haunted by ghosts.		As a result, I had two reasons why I became rather famous. Number one, I was some sort of fearless weirdo that worked part time at the Oohara Terror shop. Number two, I was being haunted by ghosts.

	"Well, whatever. Get moving putting the boxes away." Higuchi finished his cola first, stood up kicked aside a cardboard box on the floor.		"Well, whatever. Get moving putting the boxes away." Higuchi finished his cola first, stood up, and kicked aside a cardboard box on the floor.

	My fingers still on the pull tab of the bottle, I stopped and looked at him, "Higuchi?"		My fingers still on the pull tab of the bottle, I stopped and looked at him, "Higuchi?"
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	"It's not that I'm particularly uptight..."		"It's not that I'm particularly uptight..."

	Normally, one wouldn't mix his porn ~~with his textbook~~ together. And, in any case, something must seriously be wrong with that Higuchi if he was actually expecting someone haunted by ghosts to give him a spirit-sighting guide book as present.		Normally, one wouldn't mix his porn and textbooks together. And, in any case, something must seriously be wrong with that Higuchi if he was actually expecting someone haunted by ghosts to give him a spirit-sighting guide book as present.

	"Tomo, you don't need either one of those things, right? Since I'm here, after all." A teasing voice whispered straight into my head.		"Tomo, you don't need either one of those things, right? Since I'm here, after all." A teasing voice whispered straight into my head.
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	Pushing aside the rusted iron gate, Higuchi stepped inside onto the stone pavement of the garden.		Pushing aside the rusted iron gate, Higuchi stepped inside onto the stone pavement of the garden.

	The front yard was a dreary place, poorly maintained and lifeless, only a few garden plants were left to sparsely populate the empty enclosure. The small brick house stood at the end of the short stone-paved path. Like Higuchi had said, it was definitely an old place. If I was told by someone that this was some sort of historical cemetery, I probably would've believed it. It looked old enough to have lived through the memories of easily half a century. The place wasn't just old, it was frankly crumbling from age.		The front yard was a dreary place, poorly maintained and lifeless, only a few garden plants were left to sparsely populate the empty enclosure. The small brick house stood at the end of the short stone-paved path. Like Higuchi had said, it was definitely an old place. If I was told by someone that this was some sort of historical cemetery, I probably would've believed it. It looked old enough to have lived through the memories of easily half a century. The place wasn't just old, it was, frankly, crumbling from age.

	"Are you really planning to live in a place like this? Are you going to be okay?" Higuchi asked, crinkling his brow.		"Are you really planning to live in a place like this? Are you going to be okay?" Higuchi asked, crinkling his brow.
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	The rays of the setting sun shone through the open window and plastered onto the wall clock on the opposite with a bright reflective film.		The rays of the setting sun shone through the open window and plastered onto the wall clock on the opposite with a bright reflective film.

	In any case, no matter how much an old building gets cleaned, that tired and ~~wore~~ impression is just never going to be swept out. But once one gets used to it, living here won't be bad at all. The place has the feel of a setting out of 19th century London. It's the sort of atmosphere one would read about in a murder-mystery detective novel. Or perhaps a suspense-horror novel. It’s the sort of place a real monster might actually live. So anyway, how much is the rent here?		In any case, no matter how much an old building gets cleaned, that tired and worn impression is just never going to be swept out. But once one gets used to it, living here won't be bad at all. The place has the feel of a setting out of 19th century London. It's the sort of atmosphere one would read about in a murder-mystery detective novel. Or perhaps a suspense-horror novel. It’s the sort of place a real monster might actually live. So anyway, how much is the rent here?

	"I don't think it's that expensive, but I'm not sure. My brother is paying for it." Actually, I was just told I could use this place while he was out. He probably didn't think I'd actually come and live here.		"I don't think it's that expensive, but I'm not sure. My brother is paying for it." Actually, I was just told I could use this place while he was out. He probably didn't think I'd actually come and live here.
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	"Tomo, your brother is in America right now, right?"		"Tomo, your brother is in America right now, right?"

	"Yeah." I nodded. Then, something popped up in my thoughts, "Actually, I'm not sure...he recently sent me a ~~poster~~ card from India..."		"Yeah." I nodded. Then, something popped up in my thoughts, "Actually, I'm not sure...he recently sent me a post card from India..."

	"What the hell? Didn't he call you from North America just a little while ago?" Higuchi looked up, his brow furrowed doubtfully, "...Yeah, I don't really understand what’s going on with these super- smart people."		"What the hell? Didn't he call you from North America just a little while ago?" Higuchi looked up, his brow furrowed doubtfully, "...Yeah, I don't really understand what’s going on with these super- smart people."
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	"Ann-chan is here!" Misao snuck up on me and whispered into my year I held a wet wiping cloth in my hands absent-mindedly. Then, the slightly late and incredibly dull sounding door chime rang. Maybe the batteries are running out.		"Ann-chan is here!" Misao snuck up on me and whispered into my year I held a wet wiping cloth in my hands absent-mindedly. Then, the slightly late and incredibly dull sounding door chime rang. Maybe the batteries are running out.

	I returned the cloth to its bucket, washed my hands in the restroom, and, wearing slippers I brought my real home, I headed toward the entrance. The door opened with a screech at its hinges and, standing outside, was a short-haired cheerful young girl who looked at me with a pouty expression. Her name is Ann Oohara; a classmate from back in middle school.		I returned the cloth to its bucket, washed my hands in the restroom, and, wearing slippers I brought from my real home, I headed toward the entrance. The door opened with a screech at its hinges and, standing outside, was a short-haired cheerful young girl who looked at me with a pouty expression. Her name is Ann Oohara; a classmate from back in middle school.

	"Took you long enough, Tomo!" Ann said as she shoved into my arms a three-layered new-year's meal box and a bottle of orange juice.		"Took you long enough, Tomo!" Ann said as she shoved into my arms a three-layered new-year's meal box and a bottle of orange juice.
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	"What's this? Whoa, what's in here?" The boxes were surprisingly heavy.		"What's this? Whoa, what's in here?" The boxes were surprisingly heavy.

	"Dad told me to bring you some dinner. Are you done moving in?" Without waiting for me to say "~~well~~, pretty much", Ann barged into the house.		"Dad told me to bring you some dinner. Are you done moving in?" Without waiting for me to say "Well, pretty much", Ann barged into the house.

	Looking down the corridor at the candle-holder shaped light bulbs, she blew a small whistle as if to say Aha! "This is amazing! I've heard people talk about it, but this place feels incredibly rustic and antique. It's called Meioutei?"		Looking down the corridor at the candle-holder shaped light bulbs, she blew a small whistle as if to say Aha! "This is amazing! I've heard people talk about it, but this place feels incredibly rustic and antique. It's called Meioutei?"
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	"What's with the attitude? Especially when people go out of their way to bring food for you!"		"What's with the attitude? Especially when people go out of their way to bring food for you!"

	"Eh? Really? I was wrong about you, Oohara. You're the greatest!" ~~Turning around backwards~~ to a fresh new attitude, Higuchi jumped off the sofa.		"Eh? Really? I was wrong about you, Oohara. You're the greatest!" Making a complete 180 to a fresh new attitude, Higuchi jumped off the sofa.

	I continued arranging the food onto the table in the living room – I have yet to clean the dining room.		I continued arranging the food onto the table in the living room – I have yet to clean the dining room.
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	"It's okay. I'll be here with you."		"It's okay. I'll be here with you."

	What the heck is that? How does that resolve anything? Besides, Misao, are you sure you're not mistaking "be here with" with "~~possessing~~"?		What the heck is that? How does that resolve anything? Besides, Misao, are you sure you're not mistaking "be here with" with "possess"?

	Misao's personality had been like that since forever; whenever my judgment was at a loss, I would always be swayed over by her opinion. I mean, I know that if I ended up failing because of it, I would be the one who suffered the consequences, but once one is fixed in his or her role of listening to someone else it becomes incredibly difficult to break free. Just how many times did I get myself into a sticky situation even though Misao told me "I'll be with you, so it'll be fine.”? I headed over to the next room, mumbling to myself over that matter.		Misao's personality had been like that since forever; whenever my judgment was at a loss, I would always be swayed over by her opinion. I mean, I know that if I ended up failing because of it, I would be the one who suffered the consequences, but once one is fixed in his or her role of listening to someone else it becomes incredibly difficult to break free. Just how many times did I get myself into a sticky situation even though Misao told me "I'll be with you, so it'll be fine.”? I headed over to the next room, mumbling to myself over that matter.
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	"Tomo, what are you doing? If you don’t come back soon we'll finish eating everything!" Ann's voice echoed in from the living room.		"Tomo, what are you doing? If you don’t come back soon we'll finish eating everything!" Ann's voice echoed in from the living room.

	Even though Ann was a girl she sure could eat, and Higuchi eats like an overworked, starved carriage horse. Leaving those two alone with food really could mean they would even eat my portion and finish everything. Am I really going to have nothing left?		Even though Ann was a girl, she sure could eat, and Higuchi eats like an overworked, starved carriage horse. Leaving those two alone with food really could mean they would even eat my portion and finish everything. Am I really going to have nothing left?

	"Wait! Seriously, just what did you two come here for?!"		"Wait! Seriously, just what did you two come here for?!"
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	A thick white lace of silence hung stale in the room; everyone subconsciously glanced away from the suitcase.		A thick white lace of silence hung stale in the room; everyone subconsciously glanced away from the suitcase.

	I gave Misao a brief look. Since she was a ghost, surely she could easily ~~peak~~ into the sealed-shut case and see.		I gave Misao a brief look. Since she was a ghost, surely she could easily peek into the sealed-shut case and see.

	"Can't." Misao, however, shook her head from side to side.		"Can't." Misao, however, shook her head from side to side.