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... idn’t head to the Kendo club; today was his turn for duty.
His classmates left the classroom one by one.
He opened the cabinet behind his seat, which contained the cleaning tools for students on duty.
"Mr. Aozawa, I don’t have club activities today, so take your time. If you want to train, you can go to the Kendo club."
A gentle voice sounded from behind him; it was Arakawa Reina.
At that moment, her attire was demure. Two thick, pitch-black braids rested ...
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