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Harry couldn't help but blink in shock, pointing a finger at his new friend in disbelief. "What?! Dixie told you to meet her behind the cafeteria building?!"
His shock wasn't unjustified at all, because anyone with half a brain cell could tell how much Dixie disdained simply looking at his friend's face.
And for her to call the boy to a private place like that, it definitely wasn't for a date or confession.
In fact, if Dixie didn't plan to scold him, she probably planned to beat his friend's ass.
Actually, now that he thought about it, wasn't that exactly the place where he had first gotten his ass handed to him by those bullies?
It had almost slipped Harry's mind, since the situation had been taken care of by Emilia the very next day, and the bullies even seemed to entirely disappear from his life.
