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		<title>Andreas B: /* Setting Aside the &quot;Bread Incident.&quot; Part 1 */</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;autocomment&quot;&gt;Setting Aside the &amp;quot;Bread Incident.&amp;quot; Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 13:52, 3 March 2023&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l93&quot;&gt;Line 93:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yumi agreed. It was like he was being haunted by something but not by an actual ghost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yumi agreed. It was like he was being haunted by something but not by an actual ghost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;They have a strong sense for the supernatural so they knew it wasn&#039;t a spirit. It was something more troublesome than that, a live human being.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;They have a strong sense for the supernatural&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;, &lt;/ins&gt;so they knew it wasn&#039;t a spirit. It was something more troublesome than that, a live human being.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Touko-chan listened silently then after a little while mumbled something that seemed to indicate she understood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Touko-chan listened silently&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;, &lt;/ins&gt;then after a little while mumbled something that seemed to indicate she understood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;More troublesome because it&amp;#039;s a human … it really is like that.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;More troublesome because it&amp;#039;s a human … it really is like that.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;As she asked this, Yumi thought, &amp;quot;Darn it.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;As she asked this, Yumi thought, &amp;quot;Darn it.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;She&#039;d be better off not poking her nose into matters of &quot;Who likes who&quot; or &quot;Who hates who.&quot; With those sorts of interpersonal problems, if she knew both of the people she&#039;d be reminded of it every time she saw one of them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;She&#039;d be better off not poking her nose into matters of &quot;Who likes who&quot; or &quot;Who hates who.&quot; With those sorts of interpersonal problems, if she knew both of the people&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;, &lt;/ins&gt;she&#039;d be reminded of it every time she saw one of them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Um, Touko-chan.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Um, Touko-chan.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

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		<title>Enn are: Created page with &quot;===&lt;noinclude&gt;Setting Aside the &quot;Bread Incident.&quot; &lt;/noinclude&gt;Part 1===  Lunchtime.  As she was hurrying to Milk Hall to buy a pastry, Yumi spotted someone she knew from behin...&quot;</title>
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		<updated>2014-06-21T00:54:02Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;===&amp;lt;noinclude&amp;gt;Setting Aside the &amp;quot;Bread Incident.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 1===  Lunchtime.  As she was hurrying to Milk Hall to buy a pastry, Yumi spotted someone she knew from behin...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;===&amp;lt;noinclude&amp;gt;Setting Aside the &amp;quot;Bread Incident.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 1===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lunchtime.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As she was hurrying to Milk Hall to buy a pastry, Yumi spotted someone she knew from behind and instinctively called out to her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Touko-cha~n.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With her characteristic hairstyle, two ringlets – one on the left and one on the right, there was no mistaking her for someone else. As expected, when her name was called she slowed down and turned around. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;… Yumi-sama.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Are you by yourself?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yumi jogged through the crowd of people to stand beside her. The somewhat stubborn girl, one grade below her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Is there something wrong with being by myself? But since you mentioned it, Yumi-sama, you don&amp;#039;t seem to have any companions with you either.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Prickly Touko-chan.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yumi hadn&amp;#039;t been trying to say that there was anything wrong with being alone, but … well, Touko-chan usually had a sharp tongue.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Still, Yumi thought that she was inoculated against it now, as opposed to when they&amp;#039;d first met. Maybe she was used to it, or maybe she just thought Touko-chan was cute, like a menacing kitten.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, today, my mom forgot to set the timer for the rice cooker and we didn&amp;#039;t have any rice. So I have to buy something from Milk Hall, since all I&amp;#039;ve got in my lunchbox is side dishes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yumi held out the bag holding the small plastic container.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I didn&amp;#039;t really need to hear about that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Really? You mean you weren&amp;#039;t thinking, &amp;quot;Yumi-sama always brings a lunchbox, so why&amp;#039;s she going to Milk Hall?&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;How conceited. The world doesn&amp;#039;t revolve around you, Yumi-sama.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh, really?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, really. Well then, goodbye.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Intending those as parting words, Touko-chan hurried off. Yumi hurried after her, having more or less anticipated that reaction.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This path led to various other places, like the school store and the chapel, but at this time of day she was probably heading to Milk Hall too. Yumi didn&amp;#039;t really want to walk the rest of the way to their destination looking at Touko-chan&amp;#039;s back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Touko-chan&amp;#039;s being so cold. Makes Yumi so lone~ly.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Clinging on to Touko-chan.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Please stop.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Touko-chan took half a step sideways to put some space between them. But that was all she did, perhaps having lost her earlier desire to shake off Yumi. Maybe she&amp;#039;d given up, seeing that running away was pointless.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;How come you haven&amp;#039;t visited the Rose Mansion recently?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yumi asked as they walked side-by-side.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ve been busy with club activities. Besides.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Touko-chan looked down.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s filled with an evil presence.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;An evil presence?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yumi asked and Touko-chan raised her head, surprised.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Please ignore that last part. It&amp;#039;s my problem to deal with.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ignore it or not, it was a cryptic remark. Without clarification, Yumi had no idea what it meant.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Are things like evil presences popular at the moment?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What do you mean, popular?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This time it was Touko-chan asking for clarification.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;There was something I heard from my brother.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Your brother? – Ah.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh, that&amp;#039;s right, you&amp;#039;ve met my brother.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Boy meets girl at Kashiwagi Suguru-san&amp;#039;s mansion. Well, let&amp;#039;s just set that aside for now.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;The other day, one of my brother&amp;#039;s friends was walking down the road when he got this really bad feeling. Like he was being haunted by something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;In that case, couldn&amp;#039;t he just pray or have an exorcism? That&amp;#039;s a different sort of evil presence to mine.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s like what my brother&amp;#039;s friend said.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;But just now you said it was like he was being haunted by something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s what I said, but.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yumi agreed. It was like he was being haunted by something but not by an actual ghost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;They have a strong sense for the supernatural so they knew it wasn&amp;#039;t a spirit. It was something more troublesome than that, a live human being.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Touko-chan listened silently then after a little while mumbled something that seemed to indicate she understood.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;More troublesome because it&amp;#039;s a human … it really is like that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe something came to mind for her too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You should come and visit us every so often. Sachiko-sama would be happy to see you too. If I make things too gloomy, you can pick a time when I&amp;#039;m not there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Touko-chan made no response to this comment.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Arriving at Milk Hall, it was as packed full of middle and high school students as she&amp;#039;d expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Touko-chan bought a strawberry milk from the vending machine by the door, then spoke to Yumi who was waiting by her side.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Aren&amp;#039;t you misunderstanding something?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Like the sounds the coins made as they dropped into the change slot, she spoke in a way that seemed to say, &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;d better not forget this.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Misunderstanding?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re not the one I can&amp;#039;t stand, Yumi-sama.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh, then who?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As she asked this, Yumi thought, &amp;quot;Darn it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She&amp;#039;d be better off not poking her nose into matters of &amp;quot;Who likes who&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;Who hates who.&amp;quot; With those sorts of interpersonal problems, if she knew both of the people she&amp;#039;d be reminded of it every time she saw one of them. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Um, Touko-chan.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yumi thought she should take back her earlier remark, or Touko-chan could help her out by hesitating to speak.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
However, Touko-chan immediately opened her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Hosokawa Kanako.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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She spoke clearly, so there was no chance of mishearing her. As expected of the self-proclaimed actress. Displaying the results of her daily vocal training.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I cannot bring myself to like her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Touko-chan didn&amp;#039;t just blurt out her name, but also added, &amp;quot;I cannot bring myself to like her,&amp;quot; to be doubly sure. She&amp;#039;d heard them described as natural enemies but it was still a bit confronting to hear this first-hand. Since Yumi considered both Touko-chan and Kanako-chan to be cute juniors.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Still, I&amp;#039;m not going to stop you from being her friend, nor will I criticize you for this, Yumi-sama. It&amp;#039;s just – &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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At this point, Touko-chan swallowed her words.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s just?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yumi was pressing her to continue, but Touko-chan glanced at the pastry counter and smirked.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You should watch out, Yumi-sama. If you don&amp;#039;t hurry, they&amp;#039;ll be sold out.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ahh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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People that had arrived after her had passed Yumi and were swarming around the counter. There was already a pile of empty plastic containers behind the counter.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You should have put in an order with whoever was on duty.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Judging by her leisurely smile, Touko-chan had only come to Milk Hall to buy a strawberry milk.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I completely forgot about that, since I usually bring my lunch.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Apparently her mother&amp;#039;s careless mistake was contagious.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;See you later, Touko-chan.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yumi threw herself into the crowd of students, in order to buy a bread roll.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Best of luck.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Touko-chan waved and smiled.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Enn are</name></author>
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