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		<title>Enn are: Created page with &quot;===&lt;noinclude&gt;The Whole Year. &lt;/noinclude&gt;Part 2===  &quot;Dad, dad, mom, Yuuki, dad, me, mom.&quot;  She was reading aloud as she moved her arm when Yuuki quietly said:  &quot;… It seems ...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;===&amp;lt;noinclude&amp;gt;The Whole Year. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 2===  &amp;quot;Dad, dad, mom, Yuuki, dad, me, mom.&amp;quot;  She was reading aloud as she moved her arm when Yuuki quietly said:  &amp;quot;… It seems ...&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;The Whole Year. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 2===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Dad, dad, mom, Yuuki, dad, me, mom.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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She was reading aloud as she moved her arm when Yuuki quietly said:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;… It seems like every year I tell you to sort them silently.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;But it just comes out, no matter what I do.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sure you wouldn&amp;#039;t say it out loud if you thought it&amp;#039;d cause a bomb to go off in the house.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That&amp;#039;s about what it would take. Exasperated, Yumi stopped for a bit then took a pocky stick from the cake dish and stuck it between her lips. Like it was a cigarette, although she&amp;#039;d never smoked. This way was much better than thinking about something dangerous like a bomb. If she opened her mouth the chocolate would fall out, so she had to be careful.&lt;br /&gt;
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That morning, she&amp;#039;d been awoken by her mother calling out, &amp;quot;Wake up everyone,&amp;quot; at 7am. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She got out of bed enthusiastically, even though she&amp;#039;d only had five hours sleep, and not just to avoid the curse of, &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;ll be like that the whole year.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The New Year&amp;#039;s cards were coming. Thinking this, she smartly declined her warm futon&amp;#039;s invitation to go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Of course. The Fukuzawa family assembled and greeted one another, then ate the traditional New Year&amp;#039;s zouni broth together. So the severe scolding she&amp;#039;d receive if she lazed around in bed was another reason to get up.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now then, on to the New Year&amp;#039;s cards.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The two children split the cards into four lots, with Yumi&amp;#039;s and Yuuki&amp;#039;s stacks looking a bit thicker than usual. Even though the number they&amp;#039;d sent hadn&amp;#039;t really changed. What was going on?&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Who&amp;#039;s this?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yumi mumbled. She couldn&amp;#039;t recognize the sender&amp;#039;s name, even though it was addressed to her. And it wasn&amp;#039;t just one or two. Plus they were New Year&amp;#039;s cards, so all that was written in a lot of them was  &amp;quot;Happy New Year&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;Best Wishes for the Year Ahead&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;New Year&amp;#039;s Greetings,&amp;quot; which made things hard because it didn&amp;#039;t give any hints as to who the sender was or how they knew each other.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And yet they couldn&amp;#039;t have been complete strangers, because they knew her home address. Lillian&amp;#039;s was particularly strict about how they handled that sort of information.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Huh? This looks like a boy&amp;#039;s name … ?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She hadn&amp;#039;t noticed immediately because the first couple of names had been gender neutral. But then she saw a couple that ended in X-rou or similar, which were more likely to be masculine names. On the subject of X-rou, she&amp;#039;d also spotted the manly name Arisugawa Kintarou, but that card got put in the &amp;quot;known&amp;quot; pile because it was her friend &amp;quot;Alice&amp;quot; from Hanadera Academy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Me too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yuuki muttered beside her, checking his New Year&amp;#039;s cards.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I got some from people I don&amp;#039;t know too. Even from girls.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Huh?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yumi reacted more to hearing about her brother getting cards from unknown women than from getting cards from unknown men. Was she a bro-con?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Not Yoshino-san or Shimako-san?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;No.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;… I guess not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Amongst the cards Yumi had checked were ones from Yoshino-san and Shimako-san, and it was as though they&amp;#039;d coordinated their messages, because they&amp;#039;d written, &amp;quot;Give my regards to Yuuki-kun,&amp;quot; and, &amp;quot;Give my regards to Yuuki-san,&amp;quot; respectively. There would have been no need to include that in their notes if they&amp;#039;d sent one to him themselves.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Who is it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There weren&amp;#039;t really any privacy concerns since the recipient didn&amp;#039;t know who the sender was. Yumi looked at the card in her brother&amp;#039;s hand while Yuuki looked at his sister&amp;#039;s &amp;quot;unknown&amp;quot; pile. And then:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ah!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They both cried out almost simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;From my class!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then they heard each other and said, &amp;quot;Huh?&amp;quot; Yumi tapped on the sender&amp;#039;s name and said to Yuuki:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;This girl&amp;#039;s my classmate.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Same here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As she listened to her brother, Yumi flipped over her pile of cards. Next, next. It turned out that girl hadn&amp;#039;t even sent one to her classmate Yumi.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;How did it get here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, they&amp;#039;d get our home address from the class network. And since we&amp;#039;re siblings, they&amp;#039;d know we live together.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Not that. How did I get a card from your classmate?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yumi asked, but it was thrown straight back at her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What do you think? Why did I get a card from your classmate?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;… She must have seen you at the school festival.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And fallen for him. No, it didn&amp;#039;t have to go that far, she may have just been interested in him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Don&amp;#039;t you think it would be just the same for you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Neither of them knew how to react, but they both laughed and patted each other on the shoulder, saying, &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re popular.&amp;quot; After this brotherly/sisterly show of conceit, Yumi reflected and thought that it was either conceit, or a display of sisterly idiocy. There had been some gossip about Yuuki amongst her classmates immediately after Lillian&amp;#039;s school festival, so she thought that it might apply to him. But in her case, she thought it was a bit different.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Anyway, let&amp;#039;s write our replies.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yeah. I wonder if I&amp;#039;ve got enough cards left.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Returning to her room she took out the cards she&amp;#039;d set aside for this, but even that wasn&amp;#039;t enough so she had to get some more from her mother and the last ones were just ordinary postcards that she wrote &amp;quot;Happy New Year&amp;quot; on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There was no New Year&amp;#039;s card from Touko-chan in her stack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Since Touko-chan probably would have started writing her New Year&amp;#039;s cards before the closing ceremony, she thought there was a chance one might arrive if it had been mailed before their harsh parting.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Because that&amp;#039;s what Yumi had done. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Last year she&amp;#039;d almost forgotten and mailed them out in a panic, so this year she&amp;#039;d allowed plenty of time to write them. Although she&amp;#039;d done this alongside knitting Sachiko-sama&amp;#039;s Christmas present, so she&amp;#039;d been really busy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, that&amp;#039;s right. The card that Sachiko-sama had requested from her on the day of the closing ceremony was the only one that she&amp;#039;d sent out afterward. So Yumi was a bit worried about whether or not it would arrive on New Year&amp;#039;s day. Since she was going to Sachiko-sama&amp;#039;s house on the 2nd, it would be a bit funny if she arrived before her New Year&amp;#039;s card. In that case, she would have been better off bringing it with her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sachiko-sama had sent her a card, just like she&amp;#039;d said. But Yumi didn&amp;#039;t immediately recognize that it was from her. Because last year&amp;#039;s New Year&amp;#039;s card had made such an impression.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Indeed. Last year&amp;#039;s had been a delicate India ink painting with deep black calligraphy, that was so delicate it was hard to imagine it was done by a high school student.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But, still.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I wonder what happened.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A change in her mental state? This year&amp;#039;s looked to be a colorful, computer generated, pop piece. On top of that.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Mmm … &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She thought that she&amp;#039;d seen a New Year&amp;#039;s card very similar to this one at some point, but she couldn&amp;#039;t remember.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It hadn&amp;#039;t been exactly the same. But it had given off the same vibe. They&amp;#039;d been similar, but Sachiko-sama&amp;#039;s had a better use of color and composition.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sure I&amp;#039;ve seen something like this before – &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But no matter how she tried, she couldn&amp;#039;t retrieve it from its drawer in her memory.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There was nothing like it when she looked through the cards she&amp;#039;d received this year. Yuuki even let her look through his but that was a miss too. She thought about it some more and realized it hadn&amp;#039;t been from this year. Much earlier. Right, probably from one year ago.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Casting her mind back, she realized with an, &amp;quot;Ah.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;My New Year&amp;#039;s card from last year … right.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, geez, onee-sama. Muttering this, Yumi grinned on her own.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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