... Yes? [Tsuzuki breaks off in the middle of a reminiscence about the way steamed sweet potatoes used to be sold from carts in the fall to point at the girl with her hand up.
The purple-haired, pointy-eared, winged girl with her hand uoh shit. He swallowed: he'd been hoping they'd manage to get through the whole class without having to talk to each other, but they were going to have to do something now, huh?]
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The purple-haired, pointy-eared, winged girl with her hand uoh shit. He swallowed: he'd been hoping they'd manage to get through the whole class without having to talk to each other, but they were going to have to do something now, huh?]
Uh... Yuuki! Did you have a question?