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... d, Senior is a big piece of wood——"
A clear and loud voice echoed in the living room. Mrs. Kasahara, who was arranging flowers, looked over and saw her youngest daughter clutching a pillow with her legs, rolling around on the sofa, muttering curses as if venting.
After two rolls, she suddenly thumped to the floor.
"Ouch..."
"It hurts, it hurts..."
Seeing her youngest daughter rolling on the ground holding her head, made her, as a mother, feel both heartach ...
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