[ For a five year-old, Nanashi has good tastes. Akira smiles at that and picks himself up onto his feet now, stretching his arms over his head even though he was only on the bed for a short time. ]
No, I still feel twelve.
[ It's time to sneak out, so Akira opens the door again so they can leave the room... Only to find some bright blue eyes in the darkness. Watching. Waiting. You locked me out. ]
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No, I still feel twelve.
[ It's time to sneak out, so Akira opens the door again so they can leave the room... Only to find some bright blue eyes in the darkness. Watching. Waiting. You locked me out. ]