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... what it is.
If I don’t say something soon, Sendai-san will start talking about something else.
I remove my gaze from Sendai-san in front of me and look around the room. The bed, the closet, the wardrobe. A bookcase catches my eye and I decide on an order.
「Read a book.」
「Which book?」
「The boring one.」
「That’s interesting, no?」
「I’m more likely to fall asleep if the book looks boring.」
「So that’s the reason.」
Sendai-san sta ...
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