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		<title>Enn are: Created page with &quot;===&lt;noinclude&gt;Intriguing First-Year. &lt;/noinclude&gt;Part 2.===  &quot;And Yoshino-sama?&quot;  Touko-chan asked as soon as they met at the main entrance, checking out the area around Yumi....&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;===&amp;lt;noinclude&amp;gt;Intriguing First-Year. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 2.===  &amp;quot;And Yoshino-sama?&amp;quot;  Touko-chan asked as soon as they met at the main entrance, checking out the area around Yumi....&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;Intriguing First-Year. &amp;lt;/noinclude&amp;gt;Part 2.===&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;And Yoshino-sama?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Touko-chan asked as soon as they met at the main entrance, checking out the area around Yumi.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;It seems she&amp;#039;s not here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Well, you told me to come alone, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Even so, she might have come along too. Yoshino-sama seems quite stubborn. But you seem to have shaken her off.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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She said, placing an index finger on her cheek. She was either observant, or good at deduction.&lt;br /&gt;
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Indeed, it had been quite a bit of trouble to leave Yoshino-san and come here alone, when Yoshino-san had been expecting they&amp;#039;d go to the Rose Mansion together. If she had said, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll be going ahead,&amp;quot; then she would have been peppered with questions like, &amp;quot;Why?&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;Where are you going?&amp;quot; In the end, Yumi fled out of the classroom and dashed off in the opposite direction. Intentionally taking the long way around to throw off any pursuit.&lt;br /&gt;
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She was still a little short of breath when Touko-chan arrived at their arranged meeting place, looking completely at leisure.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Well then, shall we go?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Touko-chan checked her watch, then started walking.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Go? Where to?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;To where Noriko-san is. That&amp;#039;s what you were told, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yumi already knew that much. What she was asking was where that was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah, you&amp;#039;ll be fine in your indoor shoes. You&amp;#039;ll just have to wipe them on the mat when we come back to the school building.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Touko-chan said as she quickly walked out the main entrance. It seemed unbelievable that she was a new student. She had a presence as though she owned the high-school building.&lt;br /&gt;
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The light-pink cherry blossoms had completely disappeared, replaced with yellow-green shoots as they walked half a pace apart through the cherry trees. The lunchtime rush of students heading to Milk Hall or the canteen had passed, so they only saw a couple of other students scattered here and there. &lt;br /&gt;
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When they reached the front of the auditorium, Touko-chan stopped and said:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;No loud noises from this point on.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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After issuing this warning, Touko-chan didn&amp;#039;t wait for Yumi&amp;#039;s response before proceeding around the auditorium to the back.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;This – &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yumi knew this place well. A lone cherry tree blossomed amidst the ginkgo trees. She&amp;#039;d eaten lunch here often during autumn of the previous year, to escape the gaze of the newspaper club.&lt;br /&gt;
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The back of the auditorium. – Shimako-san&amp;#039;s favorite place.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Noriko-san&amp;#039;s here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Walking in front, Touko-chan suddenly stopped and Yumi gently bumped into her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;… Ow.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yumi whispered, &amp;quot;Sorry,&amp;quot; to Touko-chan, who was glaring resentfully at her, then looked over her shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nijou Noriko was there, but she wasn&amp;#039;t alone – Shimako-san was with her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What do you think? Yumi-sama.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah, well … &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She wasn&amp;#039;t close enough to hear what they were talking about, but Nijou Noriko did indeed look like a different person compared to the girl in the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;
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Similarly, and this was even more surprising to Yumi, Shimako-san had an expression on her face that Yumi had never seen before.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was like she was completely relaxed. Or that she had complete peace of mind. At any rate, it was a lovely expression, calm and peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Why?)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Was it because Nijou Noriko was there? Was she that important a person? Were we no good?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
These questions burst into Yumi&amp;#039;s mind one after the other.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Even though Shimako-san had said she wasn&amp;#039;t even thinking about a petit soeur – .&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ah, Yumi-sama, where are you going?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When she came to her senses, Yumi&amp;#039;s feet had already done an about turn, all the strength had drained from her body and she was staggering along uncertainly.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Thank-you. I&amp;#039;m leaving now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She didn&amp;#039;t want to see any more.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shimako-san&amp;#039;s relaxed expression and the first-year by her side talking animatedly. At this moment, it was probably impossible for anyone else to enter into their world. As her friend, she should be delighted that Shimako-san was happy. She thought that her inability to do so showed how small her heart was. Her emotions were in turmoil and she couldn&amp;#039;t control them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I see. I&amp;#039;ll stay and observe for a bit longer.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Okay then, bye.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As she kept walking, Touko-chan&amp;#039;s muttering reached Yumi&amp;#039;s ears.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re more delicate than you appear, Yumi-sama.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Huh?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When she instinctively turned around, Touko-chan laughed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Rosa Gigantea&amp;#039;s so far away. That&amp;#039;s why you&amp;#039;re so solemn, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s n-&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yumi swallowed her words and left the auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Setting aside whether she was right or not.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A know-it-all junior was a bit unpleasant. That&amp;#039;s what Yumi thought.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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