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... d noises of the crowd still piercing through into the interior of it; the rumbling of other carriages behind them echoed.
"We didn’t have to be nice?" Fumeko slumped back in her seat.
"Meko," Jotou glared over.
"We’re sorry for her," Hotaru leered to Fumeko, "behaviour," before smiling back to Feyan.
Feyan held his hand to his chest as he took a deep breath. He nodded to Hotaru silently, before wiping his face with a handkerchief he pulled out of his blazer pocket ...
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