Category: Chapter 17
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7 — Her
Shinju sits down at a family restaurant, telling the waiter that she’s the first of a party of three. Having arrived a little early to scout around the area, she orders up a plate of fries while she waits. She pulls out her phone and reads over her messages again. An invitation from Yosuke, promising…
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6 — Lingering Will
There are places in the Dreamscape that even the Troubadour had trouble with remembering. Before he died, he told Niko that the fewer connections a soul had to others, the likelier it would be to drift away to one of the corners of his realm, hidden away amidst the fog. The domain the Diva has…
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5 — Team Briefing
With a sigh, Yosuke is resting his head on top of a desk in the Newspaper Club’s room, listening to the muffled sounds of baseball practice outside as he waits for the other members to arrive, if they’re even going to. Across from him, on the other end of the desk, Hanako has left one…
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4 — Late Registration
The next day, Alice is sitting in her usual spot in Mitakihara University’s cafeteria, her guitar in its bag leaning as it leans against the table. Reading a book, she takes a sip from her diet soda before noticing a slightly befuddled looking friend wiping some snow off her coat as she enters. Yuzuki: Sheesh,…
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3 — Information Hazard
Koharu opens the door as quietly as possible, as she always does to prevent Chiaki and Kayo from tackling her as soon as she announces her return. She loves her younger siblings, but she does wish they expressed their affection differently from time to time. Her hair still damp from her visit to the public…
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2 — New Blood
Another Sunday over New Eden. Another “self-defense” lesson, and today’s crowd was a record high: Four girls. The two girls from Biei had returned, of course. Another girl, another acquaintance of Tomomi’s from Hokkaido, watched from the corner of the ring, already transformed. A floral pink attire, matching her pink hair flowing down her back.…
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1 — Night People
As the city slowly rises from its nightmare, Mitakihara’s streets remain surprisingly empty at night. The convenience stores and gas stations that used to draw in nightwalkers like moths to a flame still haven’t returned to their usual 24/7 opening hours, leaving the small hours of the morning the exclusive terrain of people trying to…
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