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But...no matter when I see it, I always hate these performances. |
But...no matter when I see it, I always hate these performances. |
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On both sides of the road, watching the parade was the local people, as well as the media. There were also boys, holding up cameras with lenses as long as bazookas, frantically snapping pictures of the girls. You guys, you know that you're falling right into the principal's trap, right? Their appearance may be no different from cute high school girls, but the female students over here are actually dangerous people that play with real bazookas. |
On both sides of the road, watching the parade was the local people, as well as the media. There were also boys, holding up cameras with lenses as long as bazookas, frantically snapping pictures of the girls. You guys, you know that you're falling right into the principal's trap, right? Their appearance may be no different from cute high school girls, but the female students over here are actually dangerous people that play with real bazookas. |
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Behind me, Haimaki tailed me, not letting his guard down. |
Behind me, Haimaki tailed me, not letting his guard down. |
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+ | [[File:Aria06 067.jpg|thumb|As if trying to escape from Reki, who was twirling her Dragunov in the midst of the marching band, her face expressionless as always...I left.]] |
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At any rate, you. You've been suspecting me, following me ever since just now, right? You stepped on my shoes on purpose, and you even urinated over my clothes when I left the auditorium's male changing room. |
At any rate, you. You've been suspecting me, following me ever since just now, right? You stepped on my shoes on purpose, and you even urinated over my clothes when I left the auditorium's male changing room. |
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