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		<title>Enn are: Created page with &quot;===&lt;noinclude&gt;Farewell Address and Formal Reply. &lt;/noinclude&gt;Part 2===  As expected of Rei.  There was no confusion in her eyes, Eriko proudly acknowledged.    Rei came across...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;===&amp;lt;noinclude&amp;gt;Farewell Address and Formal Reply. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 2===  As expected of Rei.  There was no confusion in her eyes, Eriko proudly acknowledged.    Rei came across...&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;Farewell Address and Formal Reply. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 2===&lt;br /&gt;
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As expected of Rei.&lt;br /&gt;
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There was no confusion in her eyes, Eriko proudly acknowledged.&lt;br /&gt;
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Rei came across as a normal, gentle girl when she wasn&amp;#039;t wielding her shinai, but it was plain to see why she was voted this year&amp;#039;s Mister Lillian. When something had to be done, she did it. It was kind of cool.&lt;br /&gt;
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The formal reply had begun.&lt;br /&gt;
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As expected of Youko, her voice didn&amp;#039;t waver. She spoke with an irritating calmness. Right up until the very end, she remained the perfect honors student.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Thinking back, these three years of high-school have – &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Eriko closed her eyes while listening to Youko&amp;#039;s speech. Not to go to sleep. She wanted Youko&amp;#039;s voice carved deep into her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lots of things had happened during their three years of high-school. Eriko had known Youko for six years, and Sei for getting on fourteen years now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fourteen years.&lt;br /&gt;
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That was to say, for as long as Eriko had been attending Lillian&amp;#039;s.&lt;br /&gt;
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She could have stayed at Lillian&amp;#039;s for another four years, but it felt like the right time to be heading outside.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why, after all these years? – She&amp;#039;d often been asked this after she joined the ranks of students taking entrance exams to other universities.&lt;br /&gt;
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Especially by the friends she&amp;#039;d known since kindergarten, they wanted to know why Lillian&amp;#039;s University was no good.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why, after all these years? Even when she was asked this, she couldn&amp;#039;t easily come up with a clear answer.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lillian&amp;#039;s was a good academy. She had no complaints.&lt;br /&gt;
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So then, why?&lt;br /&gt;
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Eriko thought, vaguely, that it was probably because she was satisfied. Because she was content with her school life at Lillian&amp;#039;s, and had no regrets, she could start her journey into a new world.&lt;br /&gt;
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When they didn&amp;#039;t stop asking, she decided to answer the usual way, with, &amp;quot;Lillian&amp;#039;s doesn&amp;#039;t offer the degree I want to do.&amp;quot; Which wasn&amp;#039;t wrong, but it wasn&amp;#039;t completely true either.&lt;br /&gt;
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The truth was that she hadn&amp;#039;t found what she wanted to study, so she was going to university to look for it. So if she followed that through to its logical conclusion, she&amp;#039;d probably be just as happy studying literature or home economics at Lillian&amp;#039;s Women&amp;#039;s University.&lt;br /&gt;
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In herself, she didn&amp;#039;t fully understand her own mind. So, as a stopgap, she fell back on the easily understood reason.&lt;br /&gt;
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Youko&amp;#039;s formal reply would soon be over.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, as she was right on the brink of leaving Lillian&amp;#039;s, all sorts of memories came flooding back.&lt;br /&gt;
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Foremost among them were the things she&amp;#039;d done with the Yamayurikai. And, through it, the petit soeur and friends she&amp;#039;d found. They were irreplaceable treasures.&lt;br /&gt;
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(Ah, no good. I&amp;#039;m getting all sentimental.)&lt;br /&gt;
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Even though she was going off in search of even more interesting things. What&amp;#039;s the point of being sad? Eriko gave herself a little pep talk.&lt;br /&gt;
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Still.&lt;br /&gt;
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She could overlook the small teardrops that had gathered in the corner of her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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For today it was alright to cry. Nobody would blame her.&lt;br /&gt;
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She could hear the intro to the traditional graduation song, &amp;quot;Aogeba Toutoshi.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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