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"Oh… I see," Kitagawa answered. Her demeanor didn't change much, but it was easy to tell she was feeling down from Eric's reply.
"How about tomorrow? I don't think I have anything planned," Eric added.
Kitagawa perked up instantly and looked back at him.
"Yes! Tomorrow works perfectly. Let's do it then," she said, nodding as if affirming her own words.
Eric nodded in confirmation. Seeing Kitagawa in such high spirits was like watching a child receive their most desired Christmas present—it was undeniably adorable.
When they returned to class, their seats had been moved back to their original positions.
The culprit behind this was none other than Midori, who sat behind Eric, still writing in her textbook with perfect posture.
She didn't even glance up to acknowledge their entrance.
