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[Cain had risen early and left a note for his for his family on the side: GOING OUT. BACK LATER. CAIN. So now there was a small ten-year-old boy, muffled up in a scarf and coat, knocking on every door. He sounds bunged up with a cold, but he's smiling enthusiastically at whoever answers. Could it be you
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Oh. It's you.
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Find my tonfa or something.
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[ Because old habits die hard. He is the Namimori Middle Disciplinary Committee President, after all. ]
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[ There is silence, followed by an annoyed huff. ]
If I make it to be. It's boring not doing my job.
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