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| Boy A: | Why don't you cut here <gestures neck>...____ |
| Suka: | I'm not a _____ *not amused* |
| doing so will be the death of me! | |
| Furusawa: | Last time, when I ate chocolates, I used to nosebleed. |
| Shun: | That's right! |
| <collective agreement> | |
| Shun: | Speaking of which, Valentine's Day is around the corner. |
| Boy B: | We're in a boy's school... what has that got to do with us? |
| Shinobu: | You can't say like that. To those people who have girlfriends, Valentine's day takes on a whole different meaning. |
| Boys: | Ah... everybody's been hiding secrets huh... hidoi... |
| Are there any in the first place? | |
| There's none here... otherwise the headmistress would know... | |
| will anybody send chocolates over...? | |
| yes... | |
| Boy B: | Every year, everybody will compete to see who will get the most boxes of chocolate... |
| Shun: | ah...! |
| Boy B: | But this year... |
| we won't have to bet anymore... | |
| Suka: | ? |