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... be touched by Miyagi.
So, I was frightened by the hand that was tightly attached to my neck, and my body stiffened.
「This is Sendai-san’s fault for waking me up.」
Saying it as an excuse, Miyagi crawls her hand up to my neck. The fingertips move down and reach the neck of the sweatshirt. But she stops hesitantly and doesn’t go in.
I grab Miyagi’s wrist.
But before she could pull it away, my fingertips pressed hard against it.
「Let go, Sendai-san.」 ...
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