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A week or so had passed before Makoto decided it was about time to pay his upperclassman a visit. As suggested, he made his way to the music room. It wasn't a room he was very familiar with, as such it took him a little while to come upon it, but he found it nonetheless. He considered knocking, considered also that it was a classroom, and simply opened the door. The room itself seemed average enough, not at all where he would expect somebody like Mioda would spend her time. Still, one takes what one is given.
"Mioda? I'm here.."











