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⠀⠀⠀⠀THE CLACK OF a shishi odoshi could be heard, a long sigh that couldn't help but be released from her plump lips as she messaged her template. whatever occurred in the past ten minutes fujimura had just wanted to forget. she stood in front of the two betrothed and three onmiyojis that sat on mats in front of her as she stood in her flourishing kimono. all those that sat down in front of her gave nervous and slightly apologetic looks.
bokuto was about to open his mouth to apologize, but fujimura quickly said "shut up, kotaro." the boy instantly closed his mouth, his head held down in shame. instantly she tried to gather all the information which just started flying into her head, trying to sum everything up in a way as easy as water that fell from the highest waterfall.
