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+ | // Resources for SEEN4415.TXT |
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− | (Cập nhật sau) |
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+ | #character '*B' |
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+ | #character 'Girl' |
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+ | <0000> |
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+ | // I sneak out of the classroom and head towards the old school building, as always. |
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+ | <0001> |
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+ | // Like a stalker, I continue down the hallway. |
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+ | <0002> |
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+ | // Almost all of the rooms here aren't used. |
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+ | <0003> |
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+ | // And by request, they'd become clubrooms, but they're usually just left as is. |
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+ | <0004> |
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+ | // Without further delay, I slip inside one of the empty classrooms. |
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+ | <0005> |
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+ | // And then sit in a suitable chair. |
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+ | <0006> |
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+ | // Beyond the curtainless window is the beautiful sky. |
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+ | <0007> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "Since I've finally skipped class, the only thing I need to do is waste time..." |
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+ | <0008> |
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+ | // I murmur a little to myself and blend in with the empty room. |
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+ | <0009> |
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+ | // I wonder if a life like this will someday change too. |
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+ | <0010> |
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+ | // Will the day that something changes come? |
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+ | <0011> |
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+ | // There was a person talking about that... |
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+ | <0012> |
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+ | // Thinking of an effeminate girl was the only thing that came to mind. |
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+ | <0013> |
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+ | // I close my eyes. |
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+ | <0014> |
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+ | // I wonder if something good will happen if I just sit idly here. |
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+ | <0015> |
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+ | // ......... |
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+ | <0016> |
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+ | // ...... |
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+ | <0017> |
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+ | // ... |
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+ | <0018> |
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+ | // As sunlight suddenly lands right on top of me, it becomes unbearable, and I open my eyes. |
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+ | <0019> |
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+ | // And it's the only thing existing in this empty room. |
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+ | <0020> |
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+ | // I leave the empty classroom. |
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+ | <0021> |
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+ | // Unconcerned, I go down the stairway. |
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+ | <0022> |
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+ | // By the end of the corridor, I see a sliding door. |
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+ | <0023> |
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+ | // It's the library. |
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+ | <0024> |
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+ | // There's a written note saying, "Closed." |
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+ | <0025> |
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+ | // But, if you look closely, the door is slightly open. |
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+ | <0026> |
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+ | // I feel anxious for some reason. |
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+ | <0027> |
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+ | // I open the sliding door and go inside. |
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+ | <0028> |
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+ | // There are tall bookshelves and reading tables all lined up. |
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+ | <0029> |
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+ | // There's a little wind coming in, mixing the scent of paper and dust. |
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+ | <0030> |
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+ | // The floating curtain is swaying back and forth, as if it's breathing. |
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+ | <0031> |
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+ | // And over there at the window is a person's shadow. |
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+ | <0032> |
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+ | // Wearing child-like hair ornaments, a schoolgirl who seems like the quiet type. |
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+ | <0033> |
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+ | // The color of her badge is the same as mine, that of a third year. |
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+ | <0034> |
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+ | // For some reason, she's sitting on the floor. |
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+ | <0035> |
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+ | // ... is she feeling sick? |
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+ | <0036> |
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+ | // Moving closer, I realize that she's reading a book with enthusiasm. |
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+ | <0037> |
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+ | // Is she skipping class? |
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+ | <0038> |
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+ | // And I thought Sunohara and I were the only people who wouldn't be found in a classroom in such a time. |
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+ | <0039> |
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+ | // Without noticing me, the girl continues reading the book. |
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+ | <0040> |
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+ | // Then, she stops on a page. |
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+ | <0041> |
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+ | // It seems like she found something. |
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+ | <0042> |
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+ | // For some odd reason, she takes out a pair of scissors. |
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+ | <0043> |
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+ | // Holding the edge of the page, she stops for some seconds. |
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+ | <0044> |
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+ | // It looks like she's thinking about something. |
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+ | <0045> |
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+ | // And then... |
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+ | <0046> |
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+ | // Snip, snip, snip. |
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+ | <0047> |
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+ | // Without hesitation, she starts cutting the book... |
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+ | <0048> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "Hey! Wait a second!" |
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+ | <0049> |
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+ | // I rush over to her without thinking. |
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+ | <0050> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "?" |
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+ | <0051> |
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+ | // Her hand stops as she gazes up at my face. |
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+ | <0052> |
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+ | // For some reason, she's barefooted. |
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+ | <0053> |
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+ | // Her indoor shoes and socks are placed on the floor. |
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+ | <0054> |
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+ | // And around her are a pouch handbag and tons of books that seem to belong to her... |
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+ | <0055> |
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+ | // If you look even further, you'll see that she even has a cushion. |
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+ | <0056> |
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+ | // She looks serious and calm, as if she's at home, but its kind of unbalanced. |
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+ | <0057> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "That's a library book, right?" |
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+ | <0058> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "??" |
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+ | <0059> |
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+ | // She thinks of something. |
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+ | <0060> |
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+ | // Snip, snip, snip. |
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+ | <0061> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Yes." |
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+ | <0062> |
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+ | // She cuts the corner of the cut-off page again, and presents it to me. |
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+ | <0063> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "The tip is delicious." |
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+ | <0064> |
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+ | // She says that as though it's like sponge cake or roast pork. |
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+ | <0065> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "Do you eat this?" |
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+ | <0066> |
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+ | // I ask while thrusting the piece of paper she cut out of the book in front of her. |
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+ | <0067> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "I don't, it's not mutton." |
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+ | <0068> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "That's right." |
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+ | <0069> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Do you want to eat paper?" |
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+ | <0070> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "I don't want to eat paper either." |
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+ | <0071> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "You're not hungry?" |
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+ | <0072> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "No, I'm about to become hungry." |
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+ | <0073> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "I've also become hungry." |
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+ | <0074> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "........." |
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+ | <0075> |
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+ | // It seems I'm engaging in some conversation with her, but, it feels like we're slipping away from the basics. |
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+ | verb of gears meshing or chewing one another. Please look into this. |
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+ | <0076> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "Anyway..." |
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+ | <0077> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "I don't think you should cut pages out of school books." |
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+ | <0078> |
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+ | // This is unlike me, but I try to preach to her. |
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+ | <0079> |
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+ | // Snip, snip. |
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+ | <0080> |
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+ | // She's not even listening... |
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+ | she's preoccupied... geh... I'm going on a circle XD -DG1 |
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+ | <0081> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "?" |
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+ | <0082> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "No, nothing, do what you like." |
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+ | <0083> |
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+ | // She puts the cut-off piece of the book on the floor. |
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+ | <0084> |
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+ | // During that, I look at the books placed around her. |
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+ | <0085> |
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+ | // Written on the front of the thickest book is, "Astrophysics ~The History and Prospects~" |
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+ | <0086> |
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+ | // Even if I read that book, I probably wouldn't get its meaning in one go. |
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+ | <0087> |
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+ | // At least, they're books that would be inappropriate to this library, as they're all high-priced technical books. |
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+ | <0088> |
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+ | // If you look pretty closely, you'll see the stamp "Prefectural Library Book Collection". |
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+ | <0089> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "........." |
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+ | <0090> |
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+ | // Moreover, it isn't even a book from this school. |
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+ | <0091> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "Hey..." |
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+ | <0092> |
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+ | // I scratch my head. |
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+ | <0093> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "Didn't your parents tell you to take care of everyone's belongings when you were little?" |
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+ | <0094> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "??" |
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+ | <0095> |
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+ | // She's thinking of something again. |
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+ | <0096> |
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+ | // She takes out something like a box from her pouch handbag and opens the lid. |
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+ | <0097> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Boxed lunch." |
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+ | <0098> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "........." |
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+ | <0099> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "A very delicious boxed lunch." |
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+ | <0100> |
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+ | // Not listening again... |
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+ | <0101> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "I made it myself." |
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+ | <0102> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Today's menu is egg roll in a soup, meat and potato stew with spinach, and cooked beans." |
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+ | <0103> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "I'm especially confident in this one." |
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+ | <0104> |
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+ | // She points inside the Tupperware. |
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+ | <0105> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "It certainly looks good..." |
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+ | <0106> |
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+ | // I have a feeling that eating food is prohibited in the library. |
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+ | <0107> |
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+ | // And to top that off, I remember that lessons are still taking place. |
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+ | <0108> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Won't you eat?" |
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+ | <0109> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "No, that's not what I mean..." |
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+ | <0110> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "It's not clay today..." |
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+ | <0111> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "... do you usually eat boxed lunches made of clay?" |
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+ | <0112> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "I don't. I'll get indigestion." |
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+ | <0113> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Do you want to eat clay?" |
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+ | <0114> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "I don't want to eat clay either." |
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+ | <0115> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "You're not hungry?" |
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+ | <0116> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "Nope, I'm about to become hungry." |
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+ | <0117> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "I've also become hungry." |
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+ | <0118> |
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+ | // I just realized that it seems our conversation doesn't connect, and is in a loop. |
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+ | - Kinny Riddle |
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+ | <0119> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "Wait a minute, you see I..." |
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+ | <0120> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Won't you eat?" |
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+ | <0121> |
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+ | // She looks straight into my eyes and asks again. |
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+ | <0122> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Won't you eat...?" |
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+ | <0123> |
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+ | // Her voice sounds somewhat lonely. |
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+ | <0124> |
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+ | // The wind blowing from the window flutters her childlike hair. |
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+ | <0125> |
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+ | // For some reason, I feel a little guilty |
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+ | <0126> |
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+ | // Eat some |
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+ | <0127> |
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+ | // Decline offer |
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+ | <0128> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "I guess I'll take some." |
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+ | <0129> |
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+ | // The girl nods as if she's relieved. |
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+ | <0130> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Shall we eat then?" |
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+ | <0131> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Let's eat." |
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+ | <0132> |
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+ | // She joins her hands together and bows down. |
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+ | <0133> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Say 'Ahh.'" |
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+ | <0134> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "Ahh..." |
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+ | <0135> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "... geh! As if I'd do such embarrassing things when we've only just met!" |
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+ | <0136> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "???" |
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+ | <0137> |
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+ | // It seems she doesn't have any idea what embarrassing is. |
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+ | <0138> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "Sigh..." |
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+ | <0139> |
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+ | // I can feel that I'm not just an ordinary person in this girl's distant, lonely world. |
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+ | <0140> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Well..." |
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+ | <0141> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "But there is only one pair of chopsticks." |
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+ | <0142> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "What should we do..." |
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+ | <0143> |
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+ | // I take a piece of meat out with my fingers and put it inside my mouth. |
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+ | <0144> |
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+ | // And chew it well. |
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+ | <0145> |
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+ | // It's a little cold, but it's really tasty. |
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+ | <0146> |
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+ | // If she made this, then I can say that she's really good at cooking. |
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+ | <0147> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Oh..." |
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+ | <0148> |
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+ | // She says something and looks at my face again. |
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+ | <0149> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Is it delicious?" |
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+ | <0150> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "Well, kind of." |
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+ | <0151> |
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+ | // She shows me a faint smile. |
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+ | <0152> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Do you want to eat some more?" |
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+ | <0153> |
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+ | // At that moment, the bell starting lunch break rings. |
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+ | <0154> |
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+ | // Another fifteen minutes, and this place will also be full of students preparing for lessons. |
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+ | <0155> |
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+ | // This lunch is quite small, so I shouldn't really take any more. |
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+ | <0156> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "No, I guess not." |
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+ | <0157> |
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+ | // After saying that, she looks curiously at me. |
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+ | <0158> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Are you full?" |
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+ | <0159> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "No, that's not really it..." |
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+ | <0160> |
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+ | // ... I guess I have a resistance against suddenly accepting lunch from a stranger. |
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+ | <0161> |
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+ | // The girl is staring at me and, with determination, she says: |
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+ | <0162> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Well then, I'll try to eat." |
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+ | <0163> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "Well, you don't really need to announce that..." |
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+ | <0164> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Shall we eat then?" |
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+ | <0165> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Let's eat." |
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+ | <0166> |
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+ | // She places her hands together and bows down. |
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+ | <0167> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "The first one is, egg roll in a soup." |
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+ | <0168> |
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+ | // She divides it in half with her chopsticks. |
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+ | <0169> |
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+ | // ... munch, munch, munch. |
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+ | <0170> |
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+ | // Gulp. |
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+ | <0171> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "It's really delicious." |
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+ | <0172> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Next is the stew." |
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+ | <0173> |
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+ | // She also divides it in half. |
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+ | <0174> |
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+ | // ... munch, munch, munch, munch. |
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+ | <0175> |
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+ | // Gulp. |
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+ | <0176> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "It's really, really delicious." |
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+ | <0177> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "And then, the next one is..." |
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+ | <0178> |
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+ | // Then, she spreads the white rice with her chopsticks. |
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+ | <0179> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "... I'll show you a dried plum." |
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+ | <0180> |
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+ | // It's a feint. |
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+ | <0181> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "It's difficult dividing this in two so..." |
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+ | <0182> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Is it all right if I eat this before you?" |
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+ | <0183> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "... do as you please." |
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+ | <0184> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Okay." |
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+ | <0185> |
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+ | // She flings the small, deep, red plum in her mouth with her chopsticks. |
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+ | <0186> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "... it's really sour." |
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+ | <0187> |
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+ | // She says so as if it's really sour. |
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+ | <0188> |
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+ | // After that, she gently takes out the seed, and for some reason, she holds it up in front of her. |
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+ | <0189> |
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+ | // It seems like she's trying to show me something. |
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+ | <0190> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "See, it's not clay." |
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+ | <0191> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "........." |
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+ | <0192> |
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+ | // I really don't understand what she means by that. |
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+ | <0193> |
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+ | // At that moment, the bell signaling the start of lunch break rings. |
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+ | <0194> |
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+ | // Another fifteen minutes, and this place will also be full of students preparing for lessons. |
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+ | <0195> |
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+ | // \{\m{B}} "Sorry for bothering you." |
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+ | <0196> |
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+ | // I say only that while facing her. |
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+ | <0197> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "Well..." |
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+ | <0198> |
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+ | // It seems she wants to say something, but I can see that she's hesitating. |
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+ | <0199> |
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+ | // \{Girl} "See you again tomorrow." |
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+ | <0200> |
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+ | // That's the only thing I hear. |
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+ | <0201> |
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+ | // I raise my left hand just over my shoulder, and then leave the library. |
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== Sơ đồ == |
== Sơ đồ == |
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// Resources for SEEN4415.TXT #character '*B' #character 'Girl' <0000> // I sneak out of the classroom and head towards the old school building, as always. <0001> // Like a stalker, I continue down the hallway. <0002> // Almost all of the rooms here aren't used. <0003> // And by request, they'd become clubrooms, but they're usually just left as is. <0004> // Without further delay, I slip inside one of the empty classrooms. <0005> // And then sit in a suitable chair. <0006> // Beyond the curtainless window is the beautiful sky. <0007> // \{\m{B}} "Since I've finally skipped class, the only thing I need to do is waste time..." <0008> // I murmur a little to myself and blend in with the empty room. <0009> // I wonder if a life like this will someday change too. <0010> // Will the day that something changes come? <0011> // There was a person talking about that... <0012> // Thinking of an effeminate girl was the only thing that came to mind. <0013> // I close my eyes. <0014> // I wonder if something good will happen if I just sit idly here. <0015> // ......... <0016> // ...... <0017> // ... <0018> // As sunlight suddenly lands right on top of me, it becomes unbearable, and I open my eyes. <0019> // And it's the only thing existing in this empty room. <0020> // I leave the empty classroom. <0021> // Unconcerned, I go down the stairway. <0022> // By the end of the corridor, I see a sliding door. <0023> // It's the library. <0024> // There's a written note saying, "Closed." <0025> // But, if you look closely, the door is slightly open. <0026> // I feel anxious for some reason. <0027> // I open the sliding door and go inside. <0028> // There are tall bookshelves and reading tables all lined up. <0029> // There's a little wind coming in, mixing the scent of paper and dust. <0030> // The floating curtain is swaying back and forth, as if it's breathing. <0031> // And over there at the window is a person's shadow. <0032> // Wearing child-like hair ornaments, a schoolgirl who seems like the quiet type. <0033> // The color of her badge is the same as mine, that of a third year. <0034> // For some reason, she's sitting on the floor. <0035> // ... is she feeling sick? <0036> // Moving closer, I realize that she's reading a book with enthusiasm. <0037> // Is she skipping class? <0038> // And I thought Sunohara and I were the only people who wouldn't be found in a classroom in such a time. <0039> // Without noticing me, the girl continues reading the book. <0040> // Then, she stops on a page. <0041> // It seems like she found something. <0042> // For some odd reason, she takes out a pair of scissors. <0043> // Holding the edge of the page, she stops for some seconds. <0044> // It looks like she's thinking about something. <0045> // And then... <0046> // Snip, snip, snip. <0047> // Without hesitation, she starts cutting the book... <0048> // \{\m{B}} "Hey! Wait a second!" <0049> // I rush over to her without thinking. <0050> // \{Girl} "?" <0051> // Her hand stops as she gazes up at my face. <0052> // For some reason, she's barefooted. <0053> // Her indoor shoes and socks are placed on the floor. <0054> // And around her are a pouch handbag and tons of books that seem to belong to her... <0055> // If you look even further, you'll see that she even has a cushion. <0056> // She looks serious and calm, as if she's at home, but its kind of unbalanced. <0057> // \{\m{B}} "That's a library book, right?" <0058> // \{Girl} "??" <0059> // She thinks of something. <0060> // Snip, snip, snip. <0061> // \{Girl} "Yes." <0062> // She cuts the corner of the cut-off page again, and presents it to me. <0063> // \{Girl} "The tip is delicious." <0064> // She says that as though it's like sponge cake or roast pork. <0065> // \{\m{B}} "Do you eat this?" <0066> // I ask while thrusting the piece of paper she cut out of the book in front of her. <0067> // \{Girl} "I don't, it's not mutton." <0068> // \{\m{B}} "That's right." <0069> // \{Girl} "Do you want to eat paper?" <0070> // \{\m{B}} "I don't want to eat paper either." <0071> // \{Girl} "You're not hungry?" <0072> // \{\m{B}} "No, I'm about to become hungry." <0073> // \{Girl} "I've also become hungry." <0074> // \{\m{B}} "........." <0075> // It seems I'm engaging in some conversation with her, but, it feels like we're slipping away from the basics. verb of gears meshing or chewing one another. Please look into this. <0076> // \{\m{B}} "Anyway..." <0077> // \{\m{B}} "I don't think you should cut pages out of school books." <0078> // This is unlike me, but I try to preach to her. <0079> // Snip, snip. <0080> // She's not even listening... she's preoccupied... geh... I'm going on a circle XD -DG1 <0081> // \{Girl} "?" <0082> // \{\m{B}} "No, nothing, do what you like." <0083> // She puts the cut-off piece of the book on the floor. <0084> // During that, I look at the books placed around her. <0085> // Written on the front of the thickest book is, "Astrophysics ~The History and Prospects~" <0086> // Even if I read that book, I probably wouldn't get its meaning in one go. <0087> // At least, they're books that would be inappropriate to this library, as they're all high-priced technical books. <0088> // If you look pretty closely, you'll see the stamp "Prefectural Library Book Collection". <0089> // \{\m{B}} "........." <0090> // Moreover, it isn't even a book from this school. <0091> // \{\m{B}} "Hey..." <0092> // I scratch my head. <0093> // \{\m{B}} "Didn't your parents tell you to take care of everyone's belongings when you were little?" <0094> // \{Girl} "??" <0095> // She's thinking of something again. <0096> // She takes out something like a box from her pouch handbag and opens the lid. <0097> // \{Girl} "Boxed lunch." <0098> // \{\m{B}} "........." <0099> // \{Girl} "A very delicious boxed lunch." <0100> // Not listening again... <0101> // \{Girl} "I made it myself." <0102> // \{Girl} "Today's menu is egg roll in a soup, meat and potato stew with spinach, and cooked beans." <0103> // \{Girl} "I'm especially confident in this one." <0104> // She points inside the Tupperware. <0105> // \{\m{B}} "It certainly looks good..." <0106> // I have a feeling that eating food is prohibited in the library. <0107> // And to top that off, I remember that lessons are still taking place. <0108> // \{Girl} "Won't you eat?" <0109> // \{\m{B}} "No, that's not what I mean..." <0110> // \{Girl} "It's not clay today..." <0111> // \{\m{B}} "... do you usually eat boxed lunches made of clay?" <0112> // \{Girl} "I don't. I'll get indigestion." <0113> // \{Girl} "Do you want to eat clay?" <0114> // \{\m{B}} "I don't want to eat clay either." <0115> // \{Girl} "You're not hungry?" <0116> // \{\m{B}} "Nope, I'm about to become hungry." <0117> // \{Girl} "I've also become hungry." <0118> // I just realized that it seems our conversation doesn't connect, and is in a loop. - Kinny Riddle <0119> // \{\m{B}} "Wait a minute, you see I..." <0120> // \{Girl} "Won't you eat?" <0121> // She looks straight into my eyes and asks again. <0122> // \{Girl} "Won't you eat...?" <0123> // Her voice sounds somewhat lonely. <0124> // The wind blowing from the window flutters her childlike hair. <0125> // For some reason, I feel a little guilty <0126> // Eat some <0127> // Decline offer <0128> // \{\m{B}} "I guess I'll take some." <0129> // The girl nods as if she's relieved. <0130> // \{Girl} "Shall we eat then?" <0131> // \{Girl} "Let's eat." <0132> // She joins her hands together and bows down. <0133> // \{Girl} "Say 'Ahh.'" <0134> // \{\m{B}} "Ahh..." <0135> // \{\m{B}} "... geh! As if I'd do such embarrassing things when we've only just met!" <0136> // \{Girl} "???" <0137> // It seems she doesn't have any idea what embarrassing is. <0138> // \{\m{B}} "Sigh..." <0139> // I can feel that I'm not just an ordinary person in this girl's distant, lonely world. <0140> // \{Girl} "Well..." <0141> // \{Girl} "But there is only one pair of chopsticks." <0142> // \{Girl} "What should we do..." <0143> // I take a piece of meat out with my fingers and put it inside my mouth. <0144> // And chew it well. <0145> // It's a little cold, but it's really tasty. <0146> // If she made this, then I can say that she's really good at cooking. <0147> // \{Girl} "Oh..." <0148> // She says something and looks at my face again. <0149> // \{Girl} "Is it delicious?" <0150> // \{\m{B}} "Well, kind of." <0151> // She shows me a faint smile. <0152> // \{Girl} "Do you want to eat some more?" <0153> // At that moment, the bell starting lunch break rings. <0154> // Another fifteen minutes, and this place will also be full of students preparing for lessons. <0155> // This lunch is quite small, so I shouldn't really take any more. <0156> // \{\m{B}} "No, I guess not." <0157> // After saying that, she looks curiously at me. <0158> // \{Girl} "Are you full?" <0159> // \{\m{B}} "No, that's not really it..." <0160> // ... I guess I have a resistance against suddenly accepting lunch from a stranger. <0161> // The girl is staring at me and, with determination, she says: <0162> // \{Girl} "Well then, I'll try to eat." <0163> // \{\m{B}} "Well, you don't really need to announce that..." <0164> // \{Girl} "Shall we eat then?" <0165> // \{Girl} "Let's eat." <0166> // She places her hands together and bows down. <0167> // \{Girl} "The first one is, egg roll in a soup." <0168> // She divides it in half with her chopsticks. <0169> // ... munch, munch, munch. <0170> // Gulp. <0171> // \{Girl} "It's really delicious." <0172> // \{Girl} "Next is the stew." <0173> // She also divides it in half. <0174> // ... munch, munch, munch, munch. <0175> // Gulp. <0176> // \{Girl} "It's really, really delicious." <0177> // \{Girl} "And then, the next one is..." <0178> // Then, she spreads the white rice with her chopsticks. <0179> // \{Girl} "... I'll show you a dried plum." <0180> // It's a feint. <0181> // \{Girl} "It's difficult dividing this in two so..." <0182> // \{Girl} "Is it all right if I eat this before you?" <0183> // \{\m{B}} "... do as you please." <0184> // \{Girl} "Okay." <0185> // She flings the small, deep, red plum in her mouth with her chopsticks. <0186> // \{Girl} "... it's really sour." <0187> // She says so as if it's really sour. <0188> // After that, she gently takes out the seed, and for some reason, she holds it up in front of her. <0189> // It seems like she's trying to show me something. <0190> // \{Girl} "See, it's not clay." <0191> // \{\m{B}} "........." <0192> // I really don't understand what she means by that. <0193> // At that moment, the bell signaling the start of lunch break rings. <0194> // Another fifteen minutes, and this place will also be full of students preparing for lessons. <0195> // \{\m{B}} "Sorry for bothering you." <0196> // I say only that while facing her. <0197> // \{Girl} "Well..." <0198> // It seems she wants to say something, but I can see that she's hesitating. <0199> // \{Girl} "See you again tomorrow." <0200> // That's the only thing I hear. <0201> // I raise my left hand just over my shoulder, and then leave the library.
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