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		<title>Enn are: Created page with &quot;===&lt;noinclude&gt;The Door That Opened. &lt;/noinclude&gt;Part 1 ===  In front of the elephant enclosure, they ran into some quite unexpected people.  &quot;Mami-san?&quot;  &quot;Err, ah, Yoshino-san!&quot; ...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;===&amp;lt;noinclude&amp;gt;The Door That Opened. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 1 ===  In front of the elephant enclosure, they ran into some quite unexpected people.  &amp;quot;Mami-san?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Err, ah, Yoshino-san!&amp;quot; ...&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 Door That Opened. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 1 ===&lt;br /&gt;
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In front of the elephant enclosure, they ran into some quite unexpected people.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Mami-san?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Err, ah, Yoshino-san!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Both groups were taken aback. Mami-san and her petit soeur Hidemi-san were eating ice-creams. Wasn&amp;#039;t it a bit cold for that?&lt;br /&gt;
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Yoshino folded her arms and started the interrogation.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I suppose it would be a bit boorish to ask why you&amp;#039;re here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mami-san was the chief editor of the &amp;quot;Lillian Kawaraban&amp;quot; → She knew that today was the day of the Valentine&amp;#039;s Day dates → She came to gather information about the dates.&lt;br /&gt;
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There could be no other reason for two newspaper club members to be loitering around this area today. However.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;No, listen, listen.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mami-san and Hidemi-san frantically waved their left arms, which weren&amp;#039;t holding ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;We&amp;#039;re just having our own date.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Huh?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;It has nothing to do with a newspaper article. Really.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;At first, I did think about straining myself to follow you, like my onee-sama last year. But while I was thinking about it, it seemed kind of pointless. Because today, somewhere, somehow, the three winners of the treasure hunt would surely be having a wonderful time.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hearing this, Yoshino and Chisato-san looked at each other. They answered neither, &amp;quot;Yeah,&amp;quot; nor, &amp;quot;No way,&amp;quot; instead smiling vaguely.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;And yet, we&amp;#039;d be chasing after them like idiots? On Sunday, of all days? We&amp;#039;re not detectives, but we&amp;#039;re going to follow them and keep tabs on what they do? And not even get paid for it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mami-san was getting herself down just thinking about it. Apparently this was still a fairly raw topic.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;But my onee-sama wasn&amp;#039;t about to give up just like that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hidemi-san blurted out excitedly from beside her.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She said, &amp;quot;If we&amp;#039;re going to write an article about a date, we&amp;#039;ll write a report about our own date.&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Hah.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Not really understanding, but just saying something to be polite. This time around Mami-san explained.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;So, basically, a personal account along the lines of, &amp;quot;What can you do for 4000 yen?&amp;quot; Something that our readers can compare to the three dates of the prize winners. Of course, we&amp;#039;ve covered all the expenses ourselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Truthfully, it wasn&amp;#039;t just Mami-san and Hidemi-san, there were a lot of soeurs at school that were like that.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;There&amp;#039;s two patterns.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mami-san held up two fingers, making the peace sign.&lt;br /&gt;
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The first was trying to guess where the future Roses were going on their dates, which had been last week, the other was resolving to go on a date that Sunday. If the details of the date weren&amp;#039;t published, most people would probably go with last year&amp;#039;s budget of 3000 yen.&lt;br /&gt;
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Following that thought, once the Valentine&amp;#039;s Day special edition of the Lillian Kawaraban was published, there would be a number of girls looking to follow the same route as the future Roses. Next Sunday, a plague of Lillian&amp;#039;s Girls Academy students would probably descend upon three areas around Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;And with that, I bid you farewell, so we don&amp;#039;t intrude upon each other.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The two newspaper club members waved cheerfully, then headed off towards the monkey enclosure.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh my. I guess they really are just out on a date.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The two that had been left behind saw them off with the expressions of those who had just been tricked by a fox.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sorry to say, but the fox enclosure was in the opposite direction.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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