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		<title>Enn are: New page: ===&lt;noinclude&gt;The Crimson Card. &lt;/noinclude&gt;Part 9.===  In the end, I went back into the greenhouse and buried the card in its original location.  Later, I heard from one of my friends in ...</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;New page: ===&amp;lt;noinclude&amp;gt;The Crimson Card. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 9.===  In the end, I went back into the greenhouse and buried the card in its original location.  Later, I heard from one of my friends in ...&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 Crimson Card. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 9.===&lt;br /&gt;
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In the end, I went back into the greenhouse and buried the card in its original location.&lt;br /&gt;
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Later, I heard from one of my friends in Fuji class about Kanina Shizuka-san&amp;#039;s fleeting desire to get closer to Rosa Gigantea. How Shizuka-san had run in the student council election just because she wanted Rosa Gigantea to look at her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Like her, I too wanted to attract the attention of someone who was unaware of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;
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In order to avoid being hurt, I&amp;#039;ve always kept myself in a position of safety, only watching on. But by doing that, my feelings aren&amp;#039;t communicated.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&amp;#039;ve always loved Sachiko-san.&lt;br /&gt;
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So even if I&amp;#039;m rejected, it&amp;#039;s okay.&lt;br /&gt;
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Even being cut down would be a step up.&lt;br /&gt;
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Instead of hiding her card, or being angry about things long forgotten, I would have been better off talking to her every so often so that she would remember me.&lt;br /&gt;
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But there still might be time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Even the crimson card was peacefully reclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;
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So I&amp;#039;ve decided to try a bit harder.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&amp;#039;ll call out to her from time to time, and when she offers to lend a hand I&amp;#039;ll politely accept.&lt;br /&gt;
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Little by little, doing these everyday things.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now that Valentine&amp;#039;s Day is over, the high school buildings are filled with conversations about the bouton&amp;#039;s dates.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ahh, onee-sama.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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As our class was returning from the home economics classroom, we were approached from the opposite direction by Yumi-san.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Umm, it&amp;#039;s about this Sunday.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Sunday? Ah, just a minute.... I&amp;#039;m terribly sorry, but could you go ahead without me?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Because the latter part was addressed to us, I asked Sachiko-san if I should look after her sewing box.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Will that be okay?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Of course. I&amp;#039;ll leave it on your desk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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As we slowly passed by, Yumi-san bowed to us.&lt;br /&gt;
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She had a somewhat strange look on her face, but we kept walking.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;They suit each other well, those soeurs.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was smiling as we walked away.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Huh?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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One of my classmates asked.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s nothing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I shook my head.&lt;br /&gt;
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As expected, Yumi-san didn&amp;#039;t recognize me with my new haircut.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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