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... the back gate of the park, sealing the exit.
Sakura Ayame was on the verge of tears, utterly dismayed. She had graduated from high school three years ago, yet she wore her slightly ill-fitting high school uniform that night.
The evening breeze wasn't cool; when it blew over her skin, a chill ran up her body from bottom to top, making her heart grow cold.
Looking at the deserted street outside the gate and the residential buildings enclosed by walls, even their lights were ...
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