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she wasn’t too great at recognizing when someone was hitting on her (since she had no experience), but she was beginning to read the room .
“ sure ! keh - heh - heh . where to ? ”
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y ‘ think i’m gonna report you for punchin’ me in a sparring match ? that’s priceless !!
don’t sweat that stuff . it’s all in good fun . we’re pals, ain’t we ?
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a laugh, with nervous undertones . something about this was a little strange, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it .
“ makoto nanaya ! glad to meet ‘ cha ! “
whatever it was, she’ll think about it later .
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arms hooked — she was still caught off guard . how shameful .
“ a date ? okay ! “
nevertheless was she upbeat about this predicament . perhaps the magnitude of what she was getting into wasn’t being fully grasped on her part …
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“ eh ? “
taken aback by the stranger’s appearance — accompanied by their comment — had left makoto stunned, staring down at herself, then at cerena . a smile formed .
“ aah … thanks ! i think ! that was a compliment, right ? “
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