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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-size: 300%; border: &amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;*****&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;  When we took attendance in morning homeroom, &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san would enthusiastically raise her hand and s...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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When we took attendance in morning homeroom, &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san would enthusiastically raise her hand and say, “Yes!” when it’s Hibino Chinami-san’s turn. Unfortunately, the teacher, who could neither see nor hear &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san, would mark a line across the attendance book and say, “She’s absent,” but occasionally forget to do so and move on to the next student, “Fujita Akiko”. At those times I would wonder if &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san’s “Yes!” managed to slip through.&lt;br /&gt;
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I found myself alone more often than ever. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san was always close, but I can’t talk if someone’s nearby. My classmates were concerned about me being isolated and would always talk to me about anything, but I was not lonely. When my homeroom teacher called me into the staff room and used the word “bullying”, I reflected on my actions a little and tried to talk to my classmates during short breaks, but I still went outside the classroom and spent my lunch break with &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san.&lt;br /&gt;
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When I engaged in small talk with someone else, &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san would always get angry. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san was there too, so it wasn’t like we were secretly gathering, but that wasn’t &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san’s logic.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Terasu-san’s mean”.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes she would hit me with her tiny, thin hands, and sometimes she would just run away, sniff and cry.&lt;br /&gt;
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“I don’t want Terasu-san to get along with other people. Terasu-san is the only one I have”.&lt;br /&gt;
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At that time, I thought, “Huh?” At the beginning, &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san said, “I was speaking so that only Terasu-san could hear”, but was that not the case? By chance, the voice reached me, and by chance I was the only one who could see her. If so, it was natural to be worried. If I were to blend in with my classmates and forget about &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san, no one would notice her anymore. She would become a “non-existant person”.&lt;br /&gt;
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I said “I’m sorry” and hugged the bitter summer orange &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san. &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san started getting mad, screaming “Let me go, you idiot!”, but eventually she calmed down and fell asleep in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san’s round body was light green at first, but it gradually turned redder day by day, and was now a faint pink colour.&lt;br /&gt;
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I guess I like &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san. Appearance doesn&amp;#039;t matter. Just because she is a different shape doesn’t mean she’s a hindrance. Even if the face looks a little scary, it can be said to be “charming” once you get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;
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If &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san feels lonely, she doesn’t need to talk to other people. I started to really think like that.&lt;br /&gt;
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That’s why I didn’t join any clubs either. My classmates told me that the quickest way to get a “grand seour” was to join a club, but I didn’t have any particular desire to be close to a senior student.&lt;br /&gt;
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The first midterm exams were over, and I got pretty good marks in all my subjects. Maybe it was a good idea to make another notebook for &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san. During the exam, &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Chinami&amp;#039;&amp;#039;-san was rolling around on her chair. Naturally, no exam papers were handed out to her on her desk.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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