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		<title>Enn are: Created page with &quot;===&lt;noinclude&gt;When the Cherry Blossoms Fall. &lt;/noinclude&gt;Part 3.===  &quot;You know, Yumi-chan.&quot;  She spoke slowly, as though admonishing a three year old.  &quot;I know. You told me I ...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;===&amp;lt;noinclude&amp;gt;When the Cherry Blossoms Fall. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 3.===  &amp;quot;You know, Yumi-chan.&amp;quot;  She spoke slowly, as though admonishing a three year old.  &amp;quot;I know. You told me I ...&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;When the Cherry Blossoms Fall. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 3.===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You know, Yumi-chan.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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She spoke slowly, as though admonishing a three year old.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I know. You told me I couldn&amp;#039;t rely on you after you graduated.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot; … So you seem to understand.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Letting out a sigh of amazement, she treated Yumi to a cafe au lait in a takeaway cup, as Yumi sat uncomfortably at a round table in the cafeteria.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;My deepest apologies that canned sweet red-bean soup isn&amp;#039;t available during this season.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Was she being serious or sarcastic when she said this? Probably the latter.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ha. Thank-you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Despite her thirst, Yumi blew on the coffee to cool it down before indulging.&lt;br /&gt;
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She&amp;#039;d blindly run around the university buildings but hadn&amp;#039;t found the person she was looking for. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew that university students didn&amp;#039;t stay in the one classroom for all their subjects, but Yumi was naïve enough to think, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll find her straight away.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To begin with, starting a manhunt across the vast campus knowing only her target&amp;#039;s name and major was an exercise in futility. She didn&amp;#039;t have a car with a bull horn, so going around shouting out her name wouldn&amp;#039;t be all that fun, and she couldn&amp;#039;t go into any of the classrooms either. For one thing, Yumi wasn&amp;#039;t even exactly clear on whether or not she would be on campus.&lt;br /&gt;
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But still they&amp;#039;d met like this because, luckily, Yumi had run into some recent graduates who had brought her here. If not for that, she probably wouldn&amp;#039;t have found the former Rosa Gigantea, Satou Sei-sama, any time today. Sadly, Sei-sama had been laughing it up with her university friends, so it wasn&amp;#039;t an emotional reunion.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;And? If you knew how I&amp;#039;d react, why did you come here Yumi-chan?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Will you help with a serious situation involving Shimako-san?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;A serious situation with Shimako-san? Is she talking about leaving school?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;No, nothing like that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yumi mumbled, then took another sip of her cafe au lait. Rosa Gigantea still had it. She&amp;#039;d added  enough sugar to perfectly match Yumi&amp;#039;s tastes.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You know, it&amp;#039;s pretty common for teenage girls to stare at cherry blossoms, lost in thought. Everyone does it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m certain that Shimako-san wants to see you, Rosa Gigantea. But she&amp;#039;s fighting it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;She&amp;#039;s hardly doing much of that. It&amp;#039;s only been a month.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sei-sama quipped. She&amp;#039;d cut her hair a lot shorter than before. Her white shirt and jeans outfit was simple, but all the more adult. It may seem obvious, but she looked like a regular university student. It didn&amp;#039;t feel as though, up until a month ago, she&amp;#039;d been wearing the same uniform as Yumi.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s because you&amp;#039;re injudiciously close.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The high-school buildings and university buildings were right next to each other. Close enough to see someone at any time, if you wanted to. Like Yumi right now.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Injudicious, huh. Yumi-chan, you know some difficult words.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Rosa Gigantea, stop making fun of me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m not really making fun of you … and could you stop calling me &amp;quot;Rosa Gigantea?&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Indeed, Shimako-san was now Rosa Gigantea, and while Yumi knew this intellectually it was difficult for her to make the switch. Because, for Yumi, there was a long history of using Rosa Gigantea to refer to Satou Sei-sama.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Then should I call you Sei-sama?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Hmm. That&amp;#039;s also a bit … &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sei-sama was still hesitating. Perhaps she wanted to avoid anything that seemed like an extension of high-school.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Then what would you like me to call you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yumi was in a mood to say, &amp;quot;Just tell me already.&amp;quot; But of course she was here to ask a favor, so she made sure her blunt words stayed just as thoughts and weren&amp;#039;t spoken.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Sei-san. Or Satou-san. Actually, I&amp;#039;m on a bit of a Satou-san kick at the moment.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Huh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Students who came to Lillian&amp;#039;s university from other schools via the entrance exam system probably wouldn&amp;#039;t know about Lillian&amp;#039;s high-school traditions, so they&amp;#039;d probably call each other by their surname. It seemed somehow fresh and pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Satou-sa~n. Biology&amp;#039;s next, are you coming?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The group that Sei-sama had been with earlier were all standing up, cleaning away their empty coffee cups, snacks, candy wrappers and other trash.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ah, I&amp;#039;m coming, I&amp;#039;m coming. Save me a seat.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Indeed, it was &amp;quot;Satou-san.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Sorry, Yumi-chan. It&amp;#039;s the first lecture, so I can&amp;#039;t skip it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sei-sama held up a hand in the pose of apology and winked. Then she downed the rest of her cup of black coffee in one swig, gathered her belongings and stood up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re majoring in English, but you&amp;#039;ve got a Biology lecture?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;First-years have to take some general subjects. It&amp;#039;s not that different to high-school.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, I see.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Even if it wasn&amp;#039;t that different, Sei-sama was no longer a high-school student – she&amp;#039;d made new friends and was spending her time as a university student well. &lt;br /&gt;
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It made Yumi feel a bit sorry for Shimako-san. It was unfair. Does the bond between soeurs naturally dissolve upon graduation?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was fine for the one who left. But what should the one who was left behind do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When the flowers blossomed or when snow fell, she wanted her to hold in her heart the visions of one year earlier when they&amp;#039;d watched those same scenes together. Well, Sei-sama had probably gone through the same experience herself. But with the start of her new life, she seemed to have forgotten those old feelings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;See ya.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;… Bye.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Watching her go, Yumi felt lonelier and lonelier. She wanted to cry. Shimako-san&amp;#039;s current state was nothing more than Yumi&amp;#039;s state one year hence, after she&amp;#039;d been abandoned by Sachiko-sama.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah, that&amp;#039;s right.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sei-sama suddenly turned around.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You don&amp;#039;t have to coddle her too much.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Huh?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Shimako-san.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah – &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Even though she&amp;#039;d said not to rely on her, Sei-sama was still thinking of Shimako-san.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;So there&amp;#039;s no pressure on you to rescue Shimako-san from her crisis. If you&amp;#039;re thinking about taking it all on yourself, you&amp;#039;re barking up the wrong tree.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;… The wrong tree.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;If there&amp;#039;s something only you can do then you should act, but until then you should stay neutral.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;But.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Would the time come when she had to act? And what should she do if she couldn&amp;#039;t recognize when that time came?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sei-sama laughed as Yumi thought this through.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Don&amp;#039;t worry about it. Even if you don&amp;#039;t act, someone else might. In that case, can you support them? The right person in the right place, and all that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Hah.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Do you understand?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot; … A little.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Good. That&amp;#039;s about as much as me then.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sei-sama gently stroked Yumi&amp;#039;s cheek, then disappeared down the hallway at a jog, shouting out, &amp;quot;Oh no, I&amp;#039;m late.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Late … ah!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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That&amp;#039;s when Yumi remembered.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;– oh dear.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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There was supposed to be a meeting in the Rose Mansion once cleaning was over.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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