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〝 Oh? Is that a talking shark I see? 〞
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〝 Oh? Is that a talking shark I see? 〞
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Suspicious eye squint. . . hidden under his blindfold. It's short-lived since it's hard to believe Toge would spread rumors about him of all people.
He's one of the most well-behaved students under his wing⭑.ᐟ
"Alright. Do you at least have an idea who could it be?"
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Suspicious eye squint. . . hidden under his blindfold. It's short-lived since it's hard to believe Toge would spread rumors about him of all people.
He's one of the most well-behaved students under his wing⭑.ᐟ
"Alright. Do you at least have an idea who could it be?"
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"Was it you Toge?"
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"Was it you Toge?"
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"But I didn't say anything yet?!"
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"But I didn't say anything yet?!"
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Satoru scans the crime area. There's a note attached to the fridge door with a message *I'm sorry*. He inspects the paper in his hand and takes a good whiff. Scented paper.
"This handwriting." It could be Megumi, he thinks. But
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Satoru scans the crime area. There's a note attached to the fridge door with a message *I'm sorry*. He inspects the paper in his hand and takes a good whiff. Scented paper.
"This handwriting." It could be Megumi, he thinks. But
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"Who's spreading lies about me not taking a shower?!"
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"Who's spreading lies about me not taking a shower?!"
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One of the things on the list is fighting. They rarely fight, save from the unserious bickerings. "It's perfect. Way too perfect." And he prefers
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One of the things on the list is fighting. They rarely fight, save from the unserious bickerings. "It's perfect. Way too perfect." And he prefers
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Walking in circles around Nobara, he adjusts his imaginary hat while pondering over the situation, an imaginary pipe between graceful fingers.
"Someone stole your macarons and the culprit is among your dormmates!"
Walking in circles around Nobara, he adjusts his imaginary hat while pondering over the situation, an imaginary pipe between graceful fingers.
"Someone stole your macarons and the culprit is among your dormmates!"
"Really?" His shoulders shake with amused laughter.
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"Really?" His shoulders shake with amused laughter.
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Nope. Just some frozen pre-made meals in sight. The lone pizza at the corner has already accepted its fate to be buried in ice.
He looks down at his student
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Nope. Just some frozen pre-made meals in sight. The lone pizza at the corner has already accepted its fate to be buried in ice.
He looks down at his student
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He lifts his attention from the charcoal-grey suit he's eyeing to glance at Suguru, grinning. "D'you think I'd make a great salesman?"
He lifts his attention from the charcoal-grey suit he's eyeing to glance at Suguru, grinning. "D'you think I'd make a great salesman?"
He enters the room with his hair brushing the top part of the doorway.
"Tell me all the details."
He enters the room with his hair brushing the top part of the doorway.
"Tell me all the details."
That's the first time someone associated him with that word. It's more of amusement than being offended.
"That's the best compliment I've heard in a while." He slaps Shin by the shoulder none-too-gently.
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That's the first time someone associated him with that word. It's more of amusement than being offended.
"That's the best compliment I've heard in a while." He slaps Shin by the shoulder none-too-gently.
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Gojo-sensei pauses from walking down the hallway to take a peek at the source of the noises.
"What's all the fuss about, Nobara?"
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Gojo-sensei pauses from walking down the hallway to take a peek at the source of the noises.
"What's all the fuss about, Nobara?"
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A knowing smile curves his lips. He speaks without turning his head from the formal fashion page in the FUDGE magazine he's perusing,
"Hmm? Something on your mind?"
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A knowing smile curves his lips. He speaks without turning his head from the formal fashion page in the FUDGE magazine he's perusing,
"Hmm? Something on your mind?"
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He turned around with a questionable dress in his hand. A Sanrio character was printed at the front in a bright yellow fabric.
"No?" Satoru had to crane his head to check who was talking. A little girl with no parents in sight.
"Aren't you supposed to be in school? It's class hours."
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He turned around with a questionable dress in his hand. A Sanrio character was printed at the front in a bright yellow fabric.
"No?" Satoru had to crane his head to check who was talking. A little girl with no parents in sight.
"Aren't you supposed to be in school? It's class hours."
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