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		<title>Enn are: Created page with &quot;===&lt;noinclude&gt;Friday. &lt;/noinclude&gt;Part 3===  Rosa Gigantea escorted me all the way to bus stop at the south gate of M station, where I transfer to my second bus. I stubbornly ...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;===&amp;lt;noinclude&amp;gt;Friday. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 3===  Rosa Gigantea escorted me all the way to bus stop at the south gate of M station, where I transfer to my second bus. I stubbornly ...&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;Friday. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 3===&lt;br /&gt;
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Rosa Gigantea escorted me all the way to bus stop at the south gate of M station, where I transfer to my second bus. I stubbornly refused her offer to escort me home.&lt;br /&gt;
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They&amp;#039;d find out sooner or later, but for now I wanted to keep the fact that I collapsed during class and left school early a secret from my family. Things were a bit down at school, and I didn&amp;#039;t want to drag that feeling into my home.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Alright.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Rosa Gigantea relented, sensing my reluctance. If I&amp;#039;d been staggering she probably would have insisted on accompanying me, but I was walking fine and the color had returned to my face, so she probably judged that I was okay. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Sachiko won&amp;#039;t be angry.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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As we parted, Rosa Gigantea slipped something into my handbag.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Drink this, you&amp;#039;ll feel better, and tomorrow you&amp;#039;ll be right as rain.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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On the bus, I took it out to have a look, and it was some kind of energy supplement drink.&lt;br /&gt;
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When I got home, I had some of the energy drink to see what it was like. It tasted a bit like kid&amp;#039;s cough syrup. A warmth spread throughout my body, but even after I drank it all, there wasn&amp;#039;t really much other effect. Maybe that meant that my body was already back to normal. Assuming my body was still in a bad state, the only evidence of that now was my aching limbs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;What&amp;#039;s that?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Dad asked, looking on in surprise, when I went to throw the empty bottle in the kitchen bin just before dinner.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;One of the seniors gave it to me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Don&amp;#039;t you go to an all-girls school?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Yep.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I guess there&amp;#039;s old geezer high-school girls out there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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That was exactly how she was, so I couldn&amp;#039;t offer a defense of Rosa Gigantea. But my mom was nearby and I didn&amp;#039;t want to shatter her illusions, so I made absolutely sure not to mention the name &amp;quot;Satou Sei.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I phoned Sachiko-sama just after 8:30, to apologize for what happened.&lt;br /&gt;
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The feeling of tension I had about calling my onee-sama hadn&amp;#039;t really changed from before. But this time around, I wasn&amp;#039;t as nervous about what I would do if one of her family members answered the phone, instead that nervousness was targeted at my onee-sama.&lt;br /&gt;
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I clung to Rosa Gigantea&amp;#039;s statement that Sachiko-sama wouldn&amp;#039;t be angry, and rushed into the real thing, without doing a rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ring-ring, ring-ring, ring-ring … After ringing five times, Sachiko-sama herself picked up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Hello.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;Yumi?&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Surprisingly, my onee-sama said my name before I could.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;Are you feeling better now?&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Yes. I&amp;#039;m sorry I worried you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;You really did.&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Harsh words, but her voice was light. Conceitedly, I thought this was because she was relieved to hear my voice.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;I took some time to reflect. That it may have been because I put too much of a burden on you.&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;No.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I wholeheartedly rejected that notion. The collapse was solely due to my own ineptitude, and my onee-sama was in no way responsible for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I missed breakfast, and I haven&amp;#039;t been getting enough sleep, and I had motion sickness on the bus. It was all of those things added together.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot; – You haven&amp;#039;t been getting enough sleep?&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s because I&amp;#039;ve been practicing my party performance.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;Party performance – ?&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Then I remembered that we&amp;#039;d been keeping the party performances a secret and thought I&amp;#039;d blown it, but Sachiko-sama didn&amp;#039;t question me further.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;So tomorrow – &amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Before Sachiko-sama could finish her question, I answered forcefully.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll be there, definitely. I&amp;#039;m going to get a good night&amp;#039;s sleep tonight, then eat all my breakfast and head to school.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I rattled off like a machine-gun, before Sachiko-sama could say, &amp;quot;will you come to school?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;quot;I see.&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sachiko-sama said, after a bit of a pause.&lt;br /&gt;
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Make sure you do. – I could tell she was smiling wryly.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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