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... r, but we haven’t decided where to go. Not that there are no options, but there is no place that is the right one.
「Miyagi.」
From the bed, I pulled Miyagi’s hair as she sits on the floor reading a manga. The tip of my sloppily lying body connects with Miyagi’s just a little, and I feel my heart rate increase.
「Sendai-san, what’s this all about?」
Miyagi, whose back was against the bed, kept her back to me and slapped my hand with a heel.
I know how she feel ...
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