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                               Kotori wants to make shvahrtscyiallox a snack♪

   “Can I help you, sir? You’re sort of standing in front of my door...” Kotori quietly mused at the total stranger that seemed to be ominously looming at the foot of her home. At first she had contemplated grabbing her brother to get the intimidating stranger to leave, but the last thing she wanted to do was pass judgement based on his appearance. What if he was lost, or at the wrong location? That’d be pretty awkward. Not to mention she had just returned from going grocery shopping, and lugging all these bags back and forth would be troublesome.

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                              Kotori wants to make @leagueiisms a snack♪

   Blinking at the sight of the stranger, Kotori couldn’t idly stand by. She reached into her plastic bag, pulling out one of the Garigarikun’s she had bought for her brother. “This isn’t mine but, you look like you could use an ice cold popsicle!” Kotori offered, extending her arm forward and holding the object out.

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                            Kotori wants to make @tsxnderedaring a snack♪

   Kotori was on her way to the gymnasium, bustling around with a stack of bento boxes in her arms. She paused right as she was about to enter the doors, however, mesmerized by a girl she thought was trying to look inside.·“He-Hello! I’ve never seen you around here before,” she chimed, hopefully not startling the poor person.·

   “Do you like volleyball?” Kotori pleasantly inquired.

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                               Kotori wants to make colorful-libero a snack♪

   Since her brother and his team were too busy practicing, Kotori figured she’d do what she usually did for them. Sneak a peek at the other team practicing, jot down some notes, and then anonymously slip it beneath their club room door. Why didn’t she do it in person? Mostly because she didn’t want to embarrass her brother or get scolded for doing something unnecessary.

   Not knowing much about the layout of the infamous Datekou, she followed the familiar sound of shoes squeaking off of a sleek gymnasium floor. Volleyball was definitely the sport being played but...these were women playing. The school’s female team. 

   “Um, excuse me. Where are the giants?” Kotori quietly inquired to a player who was standing off to the side.

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timidvillager

   Kotori had bust into the first year classroom with a flyer in hand, sliding the door wide open during the students’ lunch break. “Excuse me, is there a Hitoka Yachi-san here?” she inquired breathlessly, having run the entire way from the second year section of the school.

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yamaverse

   Kotori could barely be seen behind the large stack of bento boxes she was carrying. She trusted her instinct to keep her from falling down any steps, or tripping on debris. “This is...getting heavy!” she huffed, hoping she was getting closer to the indoor volleyball court. Sometimes Kotori couldn’t help but wonder why she did so much for her brother, but then again that’s the extent siblings go to, right?

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oraculumcor

   Hayato paused. He looked at the CD he bought his sister as a favor. Then he glanced upward at the person who happened to be staring back at him. CD. Person. CD. Person. 

   “You wouldn’t happen to be...Quartet Night’s Mikaze Ai, right?” he reluctantly asked, taking a shot since he knows Kotori would get mad at him for not questioning it.

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presidentelichika

   “U-Uh, excuse me!” Hayato waved his hand to flag down the young blond teen, approaching her with slight caution. Her face looked familiar in spite of them never having normally met before, so he could only hope he didn’t get the wrong person. “You’re...Kotori’s senpai, right? She left her lunch at home and I thought I’d bring it to her, but I’m not entirely sure where I’m going.” It wasn’t like he traveled to Otonokizaka often with his mother and twin. The place was an all-girl school, after all.