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		<title>Enn are: Created page with &quot;===&lt;noinclude&gt;Thursday. &lt;/noinclude&gt;Part 1===  One, two, thee, four.  The music from the cassette played over and over in my mind.  &quot;You&#039;re on day duty, right? Our teacher sai...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;===&amp;lt;noinclude&amp;gt;Thursday. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 1===  One, two, thee, four.  The music from the cassette played over and over in my mind.  &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re on day duty, right? Our teacher sai...&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;Thursday. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 1===&lt;br /&gt;
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One, two, thee, four.&lt;br /&gt;
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The music from the cassette played over and over in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re on day duty, right? Our teacher said the class journal hasn&amp;#039;t been delivered yet.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Back from the staff room, my classmate conveyed the message from our homeroom teacher.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah, yes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I raised my head in surprise. I&amp;#039;d put my school bag on top of my desk, and zoned out as I was putting my pencil case in it. Sleep deprivation, probably.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Sorry, I&amp;#039;ll take it now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I wrote the name of tomorrow&amp;#039;s day duty person in the right-hand corner of the front blackboard, then picked up my bag and the class journal and left the room.&lt;br /&gt;
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School was finally over. Because I&amp;#039;d been on duty, today had felt like an incredibly long day.&lt;br /&gt;
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(Scoop, scoop. Discard, pose.)&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Okay, thanks for your effort.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I handed our teacher the class journal, bowed quickly and left the staff room. But I still had a number of odd jobs left to do.&lt;br /&gt;
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I had to go with Yoshino-san to the art club&amp;#039;s room to pick up the signboard, then to the flower arranging club to borrow some vases.&lt;br /&gt;
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(Quick spin.)&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh no. I&amp;#039;d spaced out again, drawn completely into that world inside my head. I had to swap that music for something else. It may have been off key, but for now I started mentally singing &amp;quot;Maria-sama&amp;#039;s soul,&amp;quot; and headed towards the Rose Mansion. But before I got there.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m from the koto music club, is it too late to change the program?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m with the confectionery maker&amp;#039;s alliance. Here&amp;#039;s a sample of the cookies we&amp;#039;re giving to the graduating seniors on the day.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was stopped on the way by various groups involved in the &amp;quot;Third-Years&amp;#039; Farewell Party,&amp;quot; and had to either answer them or take a memo. While this was happening, Maria-sama flew far, far away, and what was left behind was the &amp;quot;One, two, three, four,&amp;quot; rhythm. &lt;br /&gt;
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The number of people that called out to me had increased day by day. The event itself was the day after tomorrow, and everyone was busy making last minute changes.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m from the choir~ club.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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As I was opening the door to the Rose Mansion, a familiar voice called out to me from behind. When I turned around, I saw an unexpected face.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Shizuka-sama! Oh, you surprised me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You look busy, hey.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lillian&amp;#039;s diva grinned. She&amp;#039;d soon be leaving Japan, to become an international diva.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah, the choir club? Was there something you wanted to change?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I asked, opening my student diary. I was more accustomed to this sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah, sorry. I was just calling out to you the same way everyone else did. What I&amp;#039;m here for today isn&amp;#039;t related to the choir club.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Shizuka-sama said, waving both her hands.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Unrelated to the choir club?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You were asking about borrowing some pianicas to bring to the Rose Mansion on Saturday, right? The music teacher said you could borrow up to five, so I came to let you know. How many did you need?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Pianicas?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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This was the first I&amp;#039;d heard about that, so I had no idea who to even refer her to.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I was talking to a first-year music teacher about it … right, I think she said it was Yoshino-san that asked.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Yoshino-san?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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What on earth was she planning on doing with them?&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Can you wait here a moment?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yoshino-san was probably inside the Rose Mansion right now. &lt;br /&gt;
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I raced up the creaking, groaning stairs, and opened the door to the second-floor room.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah, Yumi-san, you&amp;#039;re late.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yoshino-san had been sitting down, checking over the printed programs, but she stood up when she saw me arrive.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Alright, let&amp;#039;s go to the art room and pick up the signboard. After that we have to see the flower arranging club too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yoshino-san was the only person in the room. Belatedly, I realized it would have been quicker to have Shizuka-sama accompany me and then they could have talked here, and this had me feeling a bit down.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;What&amp;#039;s the matter?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Shizuka-sama&amp;#039;s here. About the pianicas.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, really?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yoshino-san placed the note saying, &amp;quot;Yumi, Yoshino: Go to the art room and flower arranging club,&amp;quot; on the table and left the room.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;What do you need them for?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I asked, following Yoshino-san down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I thought I&amp;#039;d get Shimako-san to play &amp;quot;El Bimbo&amp;quot; as background music to my magic act.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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El Bimbo? Ahh, that dadah-dah dada-dah music that usually accompanies magic acts.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You couldn&amp;#039;t just use a cassette tape?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Sure, I could. But when I showed her the musical score, Shimako-san said that she should be able to play the melody part.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yoshino-san smiled.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;And from a performance standpoint, this is more fun, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;…&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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That Yoshino-san. It looked like she was dragging Shimako-san into the world of comedy after all.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, so you only want one? But there&amp;#039;s a couple of different types, so which type do you want?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Shizuka-sama asked, having heard our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Umm.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yoshino-san was lost for words. I wouldn&amp;#039;t know how to answer if asked which one I wanted either. You mean there&amp;#039;s more than one type of pianica?&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Do you want to have a look in the music prep room? The teacher should still be there now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;For sure. Ah … but.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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After her immediate response to Shizuka-sama&amp;#039;s question, Yoshino-san looked at me, as though just remembering. She&amp;#039;d probably forgotten that we had to to go the art room and the flower arranging club&amp;#039;s room.&lt;br /&gt;
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I declined the offer to accompany her. There was no point in having me look at pianicas.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Come as soon as you&amp;#039;ve picked one, okay?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I split off from Yoshino-san and Shizuka-sama at that point.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then the sound of Yuuki&amp;#039;s voice counting, &amp;quot;One, two, three, four,&amp;quot; came back to me.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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