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...even be remotely deadly and made to strike. "Ah--" Yukari Takeba would always remember it as one of the more interesting evenings at the dorm. Leaping out of the dimly-lit kitchen, Shinjiro brandished a laddle at her threateningly, face set, pale hair falling disorderedly against his bare shoulders. And chest. "Um, hey, senpai!" She said, averting her eyes and doing a quick half-turn. "I mean, ...

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