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"Oh, good evening, Autor-senpai," Mirai greets when she opens the door to her sparse room. "I'm sorry there's not much."

The plush bed sits unmade, the comforter piled on the end. A small stack of books and papers wait on the low table that serves as her desk next to a few canned juices. Living on the fund for minors provides the necessities but not much else. Still, Mirai can't complain.

"We'll pretty much have to work from the floor," she says, padding over there with stocking feet. "Ah, and please help yourself to something to drink."

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30/11/14 02:19 (UTC)
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"If you don't mind," Autor says quietly, almost shy. "I'll be waiting for you, Miss Kuriyama."

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30/11/14 02:31 (UTC)
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Autor's heart leaps in his chest when she does. "Well," he says, still soft, still smiling himself, "this time you have someone. Come back safely, all right?"

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