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Jon nodded, but he realized Murakami must have forgotten about the conversation once he heard her humming. Is she absent minded? Well, at least she didn't press the matter. If she did and found out why I am not very passive, she would probably hate me. He decided to look over his notes, but then thought about the girl behind him in the middle of doing so. Somehow he could not get her off his mind for long, whatever he tried. Come on! You won't get your revenge if you cloud your mind with these romantic thoughts?

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Etsuko nodded when Yoshi said his fans were too loud. "Yeah, it does sound annoying. I don't think I'd be able to handle a similar scenario." Waiting until the teacher gave them free time, the blonde, half-Italian girl fidgeted with her fingers while she asked Yoshi, "Um... you know of that jazz club here in town, not far from this school? I... kind of work there, and... maybe you can check it out sometime?" Why am I all of a sudden nervous? I can't even look at him!

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Nobuo shrugged at what Isamato said. "I don't recall a day where I wasn't doing something strenuous. I've been building up my strength, speed, flexibility, reflexes, and other physical feats for as long as I can remember." I can't tell her what all I was involved in. That is classified information. If she were to get a hold of such information, she would have to be detained, or some other measure would have to be taken.

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Akira grinned wider. "Nice! So, where is this café?" He was genuinely excited about the whole thing, even though it did not show. This was truly a step up from spending each day alone.