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[color=00aeef][B]Nishihara Kei[/B][/color]
[b]Cafeteria, Hybrid Academy[/b]

It was as I feared. Seiji was probably thinking I was weird after taking a look at that notebook. I was almost regretting showing that to him. Causing weird impressions on people I barely knew... Shameful. I was attempting to think of ways to clear this misunderstanding when Seiji suggested we move, since the racket nearby was increasing. "[color=00aeef][b]Sure, let's go.[/b][/color]" I answered, storing my notebook back in the bag and grabbing it.

"[color=00aeef][b]Er... About, the cookbook...[/b][/color]" I started attempting to explain myself as we walked away from the cafeteria, though it would still seem weird. My poor attempt was interrupted by bells ringing. "[b][color=00aeef]Is that the signal for next class?[/color][/b]" Somehow, being late again didn't seem like a good idea to me, but something also told me it was inevitable. "[color=00aeef][b]Shall we hurry there? I'll explain about the cookbook after class.[/b][/color]"

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