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"Ah, the unpredictability of life..."
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The gentle sunlight lazed upon people, bringing a hint of warmth with the breeze that caressed their cheeks, always so comfortable.
The school entrance was serene and quiet,
and a handsome, languid young man with a slung backpack seemed to be reflecting on something, his eyes brimming with a faint melancholy.
"You could just refuse, if you really don't want to go..." In contrast to the casual person beside him, the graceful young lady next to him spoke in a cold tone,
Her neat, white shirt clung to her body, and a whiff of a breeze lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing a bit of her fair skin, stirring a longing for youth...
"Sometimes, one has no choice..." Haruka Yuzan sighed softly, appearing rather helpless.
"Are you really afraid Otome will kill you?" The girl's voice remained steady, just like her expressionless, beautiful face, revealing no emotion.
