Oh... Kiryu-san. I'm Sakura Fujiwara. We talked on the phone.
[ All of this is said a little weakly, as if it was taking her a little bit to construct her sentences. These pulls into the other Sakura Fujiwara's memories were so weird, it was almost as if she got hit by a train every time one happened.
She experimentally tries standing up, and just about manages to get back on her feet while taking up Kiryu's help - mostly clinging onto his shoulder for support. ]
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[ All of this is said a little weakly, as if it was taking her a little bit to construct her sentences. These pulls into the other Sakura Fujiwara's memories were so weird, it was almost as if she got hit by a train every time one happened.
She experimentally tries standing up, and just about manages to get back on her feet while taking up Kiryu's help - mostly clinging onto his shoulder for support. ]