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... e was a deliberate, almost exaggerated sound of mud being trampled underfoot and strewn into the air.
It seemed that Nanase had immediately noticed it as well.
Looking over my shoulder, I caught sight of a student who had come to an abrupt stop behind me, her red hair swaying in the wind.
“Seems it’s gonna really start coming down, huh Sen~pai?”
It was none other than Class 1-A’s Amasawa Ichika, standing there in the rain.
While it had long-since been established th ...
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