1st Injection

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[Down on Bilko Boulevard, a girl was sitting on her front porch, working on some embroidery. It had been a few months since her boyfriend dumped her, leaving the poor girl standing there as he ran off, looking so frightened of her. That day on, she had always stopped by his house, asking him what happened, but he never answered. Mom had

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[artwithknives]

Kohaku....san?

[redorblueshot]

Uah? Shiki-san is still here?

[artwithknives]

I haven't left, if that's what you mean.

[redorblueshot]

Yaaay! That's great! We can still pretend we're siblings! ♥

[imaginenumbers]

Ah, H-Hello?

*How do I deal with such a cheerful reaction to returning to Mayfield...*

[redorblueshot]

Oh, don't be nervous. I'm not droned anymore, so you can speak normally to me.

[imaginenumbers]

Oh, no, it's just... should you be happy about coming back to a place like this?

[redorblueshot]

Why not? The town shows some ugly sides sometimes, but it's not all bad.

[expiatrice]

...Kohaku-san? You've returned?

[redorblueshot]

Yep! Ba-pa-ba!

I'm making my grand re-entry!

[expiatrice]

It may be good that you remember this place instead of having no memories of your previous stay. Welcome back, in that case, but... Would this really be something to be happy about?

[redorblueshot]

Ahaha. Ciel-san, that makes you the 2nd person to ask me that question.

[inb4gar]

... oh. Hi.

[AWAAAAAWKWARD.]

[redorblueshot]

Oh, good afternoon, Shirou-san.

[inb4gar]

It has been a while, hasn't it Kohaku-san? Glad to hear you sound like yourself again.

[redorblueshot]

Me too. I'm glad you are yourself as well. Ufufufufu.