Sex Beast Girls Extra – 1

Extra 1: Kisara’s past ★

***This story is a past edition to dig deeper into the characters. It's not the current timeline, so if you're not interested, you can skip it.***

Kisara Fujizono was born into this world 17 years ago as the youngest of four siblings.

The Fujizono family has been running a coffee shop since her grandfather's generation, and her grandmother is British. Apparently, they first met when her grandmother visited Japan and fell in love with the taste of her grandfather's coffee.

In other words, Kisara is a Quarter, and inherits her grandmother's blood the most in her family.

Despite her shiny golden hair and porcelain-like white skin, she had a reserved personality when she was young.

Even when her two older brothers are playing outside, she just watches them, and even when her older sister, who is closest to her in age, invites her, Kisara prefers to sit alone in a coffee shop and read a book. 



However, one day, Kisara started helping her with her work at the coffee shop. It was her father's decision to let his quiet daughter gain her own life experience. At first, Kisara was hesitant and had trouble getting used to her job, but the regular customers praised her as great and loved her. Kisara was quiet and shy and made many mistakes, but this was also the secret to her popularity.

After her grandfather and grandmother passed away, her father took over her coffee shop, and Kisara often appeared at the shop as poster girl.

Then, when she was just a junior high school student, a turning point occurred for her.

"Can you get me a cup of coffee?"

"Yes. Your order has been accepted."

Kisara receives an order from a young man who visited her store, and plans to convey the order to her father, who is the store manager. However, when she returned to the counter, her father was gone.

Unfortunately for her, at that time of the day, her father suffered from a sudden bout of dizziness and was resting in the back of the store. Due to the sudden situation, he didn't have time to tell Kisara about his situation, and Kisara, who knew nothing about the situation, accepted the order, leaving her in trouble.

Of course she could have explained her situation to the young customer and apologize, but when she was taking the order, the young man had told her that he had heard rumors about this restaurant and had come all the way from far. Kisara, who heard that, couldn't do that.

“I-if this happens, I have no choice but to do it…right?”

And what Kisara did was to serve the young man coffee that she had brewed instead of her father's.

Fortunately, her grandfather taught her how to make coffee. Although it was a thoughtless act of her childish insensitivity, at the time Kisara thought this was her best move. There was also her admiration for the act of simply making coffee.

and--

"……………………HM"

"What do you think?"

A young man takes a sip of coffee, closes his eyes, and enjoys it. Kisara watches her with a nervous look on her face.

"No, it's very delicious. I think I'll become a regular with this."

“R, really!?”

Kisara can't help but lean forward as the reaction is more than she expected.

The young man couldn't help but smile bitterly at Kisara.

“Maybe you brewed this coffee?”

"Ah...um...s-sorry. Dad, he’s not feeling well right now...I was going to tell you, but you seemed like you were really looking forward to it...I-I'm sorry!!"

"No, I'm not angry. On the contrary, I'm lucky to have such a cute girl brewing for me."

"I-I can't believe you said cute..."

"My name is Masazumi Kawafuji. I go to a nearby university...maybe I can come again? I really like the coffee you make."

"Yes!! Please come again!!!"

True to his words, Masumi started visiting Kisara's coffee shop regularly after that, about once a week.

Each time, she insisted on telling her father that Kisara made the coffee for him.

Kisara probably fell in love with Masazumi after they met a few times. He is intelligent, and Kisara, who until now only knew him as a male classmate, was drawn to him at a frighteningly rapid rate. In between helping at the store, she continued to interact with him as he sat studying. As they did so, Kisara's once shy personality gradually became brighter and more energetic. Her heart danced when he went out for a little shopping with her. He also liked watching Masumi studying. She was happy just watching him sit at the edge of the room and diligently write something down in his notebook.

It was her first love for a man who was about 10 years older than her. That was supposed to be the end of it.



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About a month after ahw met Masazumi, Masazumi was visiting Kisara's coffee shop that day, and after drinking all his coffee, he casually proposed to her.

"If it's okay with you, Kisara-chan, would you like to come visit me at my house next time to play? Though it's just a boarding house."

"To play...? I’m coming to Masumi-san's house?"

"Yeah. You always make me delicious coffee. I want to thank you for that."

Kisara soared at those words. She has no hesitation as long as she can spend time with the man of her dreams.

At that time, Kisara trusted Masazumi more than anyone else.

That's why she had no doubts about his words about not telling her family or anyone else about this.

and--



“It hurts!! Ma, Masazumi-san… what happened…??”

"Whatever you mean? As you can see, I'm going to train you now."

Kisara couldn't understand her situation.

She was at Masazumi's boarding house, where she was treated to his home-cooked meals and chatted with him.

She remembers that much.

However, she suddenly became sleepy... and the next thing she knew, she was lying on the bed, handcuffed and collared.

The ends of her handcuffs were tied to the bed rails, making it impossible for her to escape.

She later found out that Masazumi had put sleeping pills in the food.

"Kisara-chan is developing well for a first year junior high school student. I guess that's a bit of a shame."

"Huh...uh...what? What do you mean?...this"

"That's why I told you earlier, right? I'm going to train you."

Despite the situation, Masazumi voice not make her at ease. She had heard that voice many times, and it was supposed to be that of the man she loved, but to Kisara it just seemed like the words of an unknown monster.

"You can rest assured. I haven't done anything yet. There's no point in doing something like this when you're unconscious. Well... it might be a little difficult from now on, but... Kisara-chan will get used to it in no time."

Saying that, Masumi extended his hand towards Kisara. As he did so, he put her hands on her dress and undid the buttons one by one.

"Hiii...! W-what are you doing!! No, -stop..."

"What are you talking about? You like me too, don't you? After all that invitation, isn’t it cruel to say that suddenly?"

"W-what are you really saying...?"

To Kisara, his words were now equivalent to those of an alien. She can't understand a single thing.

"I can't help it. I'll explain. The reason I visited that restaurant was because I heard rumors about you. Rumors about a beautiful blonde loli waitress. When I saw you there, you were exactly my ideal type. It was like you were the embodiment of my ideal girl. That's why I visited you so many times and gained your trust. At the same time, I wrote down the scope of your family's activities and schedule in a notebook and kept track of them. Everything was for today."


While speaking calmly, Masumi slowly takes off Kisara's clothes.

It was as if he was feeding on her fear and shame.

And Kisara is left in only her underwear.

"Uuh..."

"You're beautiful, Kisara-chan. You're more beautiful than any jewel... To be honest, my strike zone is even lower than that. But you're so attractive that you more than make up for it."

“Y, you said something incomprehensible again…!! Stop it already!! I believed in you, Masazumi-san!!! I never thought you were such a pervert!!! You idiot!!! It’s the worst!! Die die!!!”

Kisara's emotions explode and she throws insults at Masumi. It was at that time.

Bang! ! !


"Agh...!!! Eh...?"

Kisara is stunned. Suddenly, a shock hit her cheek. Gradually, the pain begins to rise. She was beaten by Masumi. It took her a while to realize that.

"Oh... it hurts... it hurts..."

"That’s no good, Kisara-chan. A girl shouldn't use such dirty words... Girls have to be ladylike... You're mine now... A woman can't go against a man. You can’t go…”

Masumi brings his face closer to Kisara while saying something of his own accord. His tone had also changed to a creepy one, and Kisara could no longer feel anything but fear and disgust towards him.

"Hey!!! Stop it!!! Don't come!!!"

"It seems like you don't understand yet... I have to make your body understand that you can't go against me..."

Masazumi laughed as he stood up, opened the closet in the corner of her room, and began taking something out of it.

"W-what is that..."

"This is the item that will train you from now on..."



What Masumi took out was tools for SM play, including a whip, a ball gag, and a blindfold.

Although Kisara didn't know what the item was used for, she knew that it was meant to do terrible things to her.


"No way...please no..."

"Even if you cry, it won't do anything anymore...hehe, don't worry...I'll start off by being gentle..."

As Masumi said that, he picked up one of the items he had casually placed on the floor. It is shaped like a pink protrusion, and when Masumi turns it on, it begins to vibrate while making a dull sound. It was a so-called electric massager, but of course Kisara didn't know its purpose.

Masazumi came over to Kisara, who was lying on the bed, with a disgusting and creepy smile on his face, and he knelt down.

Then he presses the electric massager against Kisara's crotch, which is in her underwear.

"Huh...what are you doing...?"

"First of all, I'm going to bring out your slutty part... After that, I'm going to love you with my male part..."

Saying that, Masumi turned on the electric massager. It makes a low buzzing sound and transmits its vibrations to Kisara's crotch.

"Hahi!!! Ngaaah!!!"

Kisara can't help but cry out as she feels it for the first time.

Masumi laughs again when he sees this, and he presses the electric massager harder against Kisara's crotch.

“Ngaaaaaaaa!!!!!! What is this?! I haaatteeeee thiiiiiiiiiis!!!!”

Kisara's body arches on her own. Her body trembles at the unknown sensation.

"Nhaaaaaa!!! Haaaa!!! Haaaaaaaahhh!!!!"

"It's okay if you don't hate it that much. This is a tool to take girls to heaven... And you should have noticed that... It's starting to feel good..."

"That's not it...!! Haaaah!!! Nhiiiii!!! Nhaaauuu...! Aaahn!!!"

"Ah...!! Hya...!!! No... no...! No..."

"Why... Nh... Why...!!! Nhii!!!"

As he continued, Kisara's screams began to have a sweet taste eventhough she has been subjected to something very disgusting. Kisara couldn't believe herself.

"Ah... that's a nice voice... I'm getting erect just listening to it... I guess I made the right decision not to cover your mouth after all... Now... it's about time for the last spurt..."

When Masumi said that, he further increased the level of vibration of the electric massager.
The beeping sound got louder, and the vibrations became more intense and attacked Kisara.

“Nhaaaaaaaaaa!!!!! Stop it already! ! ! ! I’m going to get weird! ! ! ! I’m going to get broken! ! ! ! ! 　Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhnnnn! ! ! ! ”

“Ahaha!!!! Then break!!! get broken!!!”

It was so violent that Kisara tried to resist by shaking her entire body, but the bed only made a clanging sound and her restraints did not come off.

While she cannot escape, she continues to be tormented, and the moment finally arrives.

"Nhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!

Kisara's body bent like a shrimp sled and she reached her climax. The panties she was wearing became soaked with her love juices. Kisara, who has climaxed for the first time in her life, is unaware of what is happening to her.

"Haaaaa... w-what happened to my body...?"

"That's what orgasm is like. It feels so good, doesn't it? Well then, let's move on..."

Masazumi, who witnessed Kisara's climax, erected his penis and took off Kisara's pants. And just like that, he presses the electric massager against her crotch again.

"Hiiiiiiii!!! What are you doing!!!"

Kisara, who was stunned by the afterglow of climax, turned to look at him. Masumi laughs again disgustingly.

"Next I'll do it directly. It'll feel better than before..."

"Stop it!!! Stop it!!! I'm not your toy!!!"

Hearing those words, Masazumi smiled the most disgusting smile ever.

“Females are the cutest when they are used as toys by males as they please!!!”

Saying that, Masumi turned on his electric massager.

“Nhyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”


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After that, Kisara was made to climax three times and was left dazed on her bed.

Her face is a mess of sweat and tears.

Meanwhile, Masumi is rummaging through the closet. It seems that he is carefully examining the tools he will use for his next training session.

A feeling of despair grips Kisara's chest. Tears began to well up in her eyes as she realized that even though she had been through such a terrible thing just now, he was planning on doing something terrible again.

But Kisara, who was handcuffed by her, had no way of escaping... that's when she thought.

(…huht?)

Kisara noticed. The bed rail that had tied her handcuffs had come loose. Fortunately, it was a built-in bed in an old apartment, and it seemed like the reaction from her flailing her arms caused it to come loose. It seems that Masazumi didn't even notice because he was too focused on playing.

(Can I escape from this...?)

Her body, which had lost its strength due to being made to cum so many times, is gradually recovering.

And Masumi is currently in front of the closet, taking his gaze away from Kisara.

This was her only chance to escape. Masazumi might notice that the fence is off when he returns.

Most of all, she doesn't know what will happen to her body and mind if she is toyed with any longer.

The moment she thought that, her body moved.

"...!!!"

She jumped out of bed and ran as fast as she could towards the exit of the room.

She was now only wearing a bra, but she couldn't care less.

She unlocks the door and rushes outside.

When Masazumi notices that Kisara has run away, he chases after him, making a strange noise, but he is delayed by the tools scattered on the floor around the closet, which prevent him from running.

(I can escape...!!)

Barefoot, she descends the stairs of his apartment and steps out into the alley. She looked around, but there was no one around.

However, it was still daytime. If you go out on the main street, there are always people.

However, Kisara is instantly overcome with despair.

A loud thud came from behind her. It was the sound of Masazumi jumping down the stairs.

"Are you going to run away...!!! You're mine, you damn kid...!!!"

Kisara is pressured by Masazumi from behind. Her body became stiff with fear and she couldn't move normally.

"Nooooo!!! Help me!!! Someone please help me!"

she screams loudly. As expected, Masazumi was nervous about this.

"Shut up!!! Otherwise I'll bully you even more!!!"

"Hey!!!!!! What are you doing there?"

The moment he heard that voice was the time for Masazumi's to pay for his sin.

Hearing Kisara's voice, several passers-by peeked into the alley to see what was going on, and a group of people jumped on Masazumi. The perverted man was quickly subdued and laid on the ground.

“Guhee!!!!”

Masumi groans. Kisara is freed from the clutches of the demon and is held by another onlooker who puts her jacket on.

Kisara was then escorted by several onlookers, and she decided to leave the area for the time being.

In the meantime, the police had been contacted, and Masazumi's fate was completely over.

"Ku ... Kufufufufu ... Kuhahahahahaha !!!"

Masazumi, realizing his fate, laughs as if he is going crazy. Then he screamed as loud as he could at her small back, which was moving away from him.

"You can't escapeeeeeeee!!! !! A woman is forever a man’s toy and a slave. !!! Even if you can run away from me, you can’t run away from that fact!!! This damn lewd braaaaaaaaatttt!

In order to silence Masazumi, who is shouting abusive language, the men who were holding him down try to cover Masumi's mouth.

However, the final throwaway line stuck in Kisara's back.

"I've never once thought that the coffee you brewed was delicious!"


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Five months have passed since then. Since then, Masazumi was taken away by the police, and Kisara was temporarily protected by the police before being returned to her family.

Kisara couldn't stop shaking as the police explained to her father what had happened.

After that, Kisara began to stay as a shut-in in her house. She barely attends the junior high school she just enrolled in, and her uniform is still brand new.

Because of what happened to her, her family doesn't say anything to Kisara, and seems to think that this is a necessary period of recuperation for her to heal.

Kisara doesn't know what happened to Masazumi after that.


Since then, I haven't seen anyone at the store once, and I don't even like coffee anymore.

But more than anything.

"Kisara, uh...how are you doing?"



"Hiii...! I, I’m okay... It's okay... I'm sorry dad..."

Kisara let out a small scream as her father called out to her from the front of the room. A door separates the two of them, and they don't even see each other directly.

Even so, Kisara's face twitched with fear. Kisara, who was betrayed by the man she trusted and had her dignity destroyed, developed a fear of men. Even though she knows in her heart that he's okay, her fear of men gets the better of her. The same goes for herather and brother, and Kisara has only had contact with his mother and sister for the past five months.

"No it’s fine... and your classmate came to deliver the prints today too. I'll leave them in front of your room. I just thought that Kisara can be friends with that girl…."

Her father left the front of the room, muttering something to himself. The classmates he refers to are the female students in Kisara's class. Since she is the class president and her home is nearby, she seems to always deliver things when she was tasked to. She only met her briefly when she was still attending school, and although we haven't had a proper conversation yet, Kisara feels that she should thank her. But she didn't know when that will be. Thinking of this, Kisara felt a little depressed at how pathetic she felt.

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It happened one day. The doorbell rings. The time was in the afternoon. Currently, both my father and mother are unable to return home as the traffic in the coffee shop is at its peak.

Her older brother and sister are also away at their respective schools. If that happens, Kisara will inevitably have to deal with it, but the hurdle was high for Kisara right now.

(sorry…)

While apologizing in my heart, I try to stay home, but I peek out the window to see who the visitor is. Looking down from my room on the second floor, I see that the visitor is a girl wearing the uniform of the junior high school that Kisara attends.

She has impressive long black hair and is a classmate who always brings Kisara papers and assignment from her school.

(I'm sure it's Nanase-san...)

It's rare for her to come at a time like this. Besides, I'm sure she usually deliver it to the store. While doubting this, Kisara tries to make use of her absence. But――

"...! Oh no!!"

Kisara was looking at the girl when she suddenly turned her gaze towards her. I don't know if it's just a coincidence or if she's sensitive to that kind of gaze, but her eyes met Kisara's perfectly.

She hurriedly hid, but as expected, she couldn't use her stay at home anymore.

"...sigh, I guess I can't help it... It's too cruel to ignore them when they always deliver it to me..."

I don't know what my classmates think of me because I don't go to school. I want to avoid making things even worse.

She hurried out of the room and down the stairs to the front door. At this point, it can't be helped that she’s wearing loose loungewear.

After taking a deep breath, I hesitantly open the front door.

“Y-yes….Is there something you need…?”

"Hello. It's been a long time since we met like this, Fujzono-san. This is for today. There are some prints included.”



"T, thank you... Nanase Yuuri-san... right? I'm sorry... for always."

"Ahaha. It's close to my house, so it doesn’t bother me at all doing this. Your father even gave me tea as a thank you."

"Ah...I see..."

"yes"

“…………”

“…………”

awkward. Conversations become awkward with classmates she has barely spoken to.

"...Okay, then I'll stay here. Thank you so much for today..."

"Fujizono-san"

"Y-yes?"

Kisara tries to retreat to her house, but Yuuri stops her. Kisara is startled, thinking that she might had a bad attitude. However, the words that came out of Yuuri were unexpected.

“I apologize for being so brazen, but could I come to your house for a little while?”

"Eh? In my house?"

"yes"

Yuuri answers with a soft smile. There doesn't seem to be any bad feeling there. However, in Kisara's mind, the man who was outwardly a nice young man comes to mind. She can't believe that a girl like this has a hidden side like that man, but she still hesitates.

"I'm sorry for the sudden request. I understand that you're confused. But...I want to talk to you."

"To me…?"

"Yes. And if possible, I would like to be your friend."

"Ugh..."

I don't know why this exchange made me feel that way, but it's hard to refuse when someone says something like that.

"If, if it's just for a little while...alright..."



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A few minutes later, the two were sitting across the table from each other in Kisara's room. Fortunately, I didn't have anything to do and regularly cleaned my room, so I didn't have any problems inviting someone over.

"It's a cute room. My room is pretty bare, so I admire a room like this."

“Y-yeah?”

Yuuri says as she looks at the room decorated with stuffed toys of characters and posters of girls' anime and girl bands. I didn't think the room was all that unique, but it seems like it looked fresh in Yuuri's eyes.

"Well, aside from that...I was asked Fujizono's father for some advice. He asked me if I could become friends with his daughter."

"Eh…"

It was my first time hearing it. I knew that my father cared about me in his own way, but I never expected him to be talking to a classmate he barely knew.


"Ah, first of all, I don't think you're a nuisance, okay? I've heard a little about Fujizono-san's circumstances from your father. So I myself wanted to be friends, so I went out of my way to do so, that’s why I came here today. The test period had just ended and classes were only until noon.''

"Oh I see…" 

This girl seems to have a very kind personality. She also cares about this kind of hikikomori* like Kisara. (TN*: Neet / Shut-in if you didn’t know)

That's why she felt so pathetic that she didn't feel like facing this girl head on.

"...It's painful, isn't it? Being betrayed by someone you care about... Something similar happened to me in the past..."

"eh?"

Those were surprising words. Even with the slightest interaction, the girl named Yuuri Nanase is friendly and polite. She doesn't seem to have the same kind of scars as me, although she doesn't really show it.

"Of course, my situation is completely different from yours, and I can't say that I completely understand how you feel. But...I think we are similar. There were times when I hated everything in this world, too. No...I still feel that way sometimes.''

"So, that's it... What on earth is going on... Ah, no, um..."

Kisara paused as she tried to find out what was going on with her. She didn't think it was a good thing to step into something as easily as she did. However, Yuuri speaks with a wry smile.

"It's fine. It's unfair that I'm the only one who knows about Fujizono-san's circumstances. Of course, if you want to know."

"I...Yeah, I really want you to tell me. You came this far for me, right? In that case, I too...I want to face you."

I want to be friends with a girl named Yuuri Nanase. Before Kisara knew it, she started thinking that way.



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"...I see, Yuuri went through a lot of things, too. I can't simply compare her circumstances to mine, though..."

"Well... I think that each person has their own version of hell. That's why I wanted to become friends with you who are also fighting in hell. I think it will help us look back at those people..."

"Yuuri..."

When Kisara heard her story about Yuuri, she started calling her out. She was abandoned by her mother and seems to have completely lost touch with her father. And when her mother left her home, she said harsh words that still haunt her to this day.

As she said, although their circumstances are different, they were both betrayed by someone important to them. In this way, they can lean on each other. It may be a matter of licking their wounds, but this is what they need right now, and after hearing Yuuri's story, Kisara began to think so.

"I guess I have to move on soon..."

It's been 5 months since that incident...Kisara has been holed up at home. On the other hand, Yuuri seems to be attending school and getting excellent grades. She seems to think that this is her small revenge on her parents who abandoned her. She thinks that Yuuri is a very strong person. If she were to stand next to her like that, she shouldn’t remain as she is.


"I'm sorry I took so long to talk. It was boring, wasn't it?"

"No, nothing like that. I've grown to like you very much."

"Eh? Ah, thank you..."

Yuuri looked down in embarrassment. Kisara is shocked to see Yuuri's cute reaction as she seems very mature.

(So she makes that face too...)

Kisara couldn't help but want to know more about this girl.

From that day on, Yuuri began to visit the Fujizono family regularly. Yuuri told us about various things, such as stories from her school and the current trend in sweets. Yuuri was a caring girl, and she was good at creating an atmosphere that suited the other person. It may be that her personality was cultivated from her past trauma, but Kisara still liked her.

After three months of such interaction, the two had become close friends.

Since the incident, Kisara has always had a timid attitude no matter who she interacts with, but she feels that before she knows it, she has returned to her old self. It was all thanks to Yuuri.

"Yuuri...I'm thinking of going back to school. I don't think I can stay like this forever, and I also want to spend time with you at school."

"Kisara... are you okay? There are boys at school, so it’ll be still difficult."


One day, Kisara announced to Yuuri that she would be returning to her school. Yuuri still looks a little worried, but Kisara shakes her head. Thanks to Yuuri, Kisara's mental rehabilitation has progressed, and she thinks it's time for her to take her next step.

"Well, as long as Yuuri is there, I can handle it. Besides... compared to that guy, the boys at school aren't scary at all. In fact, I'm going to teach those boys hell."

"Geez...Kisara"

Yuuri laughs at Kisara's joking comment.

The two have started calling each other by their first names, and Yuuri, who used to speak politely, now speaks more casually to Kisara. That was what Kisara wanted.

I like her polite attitude toward everyone, and she doesn't seem to be putting up a barrier just because she uses polite language, but there is also the incident with Masazumi, who was polite on the surface. For Kisara, this heart to heart was more desirable. Yuuri also understood my intentions and stopped using honorific language, but...it was awkward at first. Yuuri says that it can't be helped because for a while she only spoke to everyone in honorific terms, and when she teases her about this, she cringes. She's cute in that way too.

After this, Kisara returned to school. She started school in the third semester of her first year, and although most of her classmates had never spoken to her, it didn't take long for her to get used to the class. Kisara thinks it's all thanks to Yuuri.

On the other hand, she continued to take an intimidating attitude toward the boys, both for self-defense and meaning, but as a result, Kisara ended up being called queen by the boys behind her back, but that's another story. .

For the remaining two years of middle school, Kisara and Yuuri were never separated from their classes and spent most of their time together. They were best friends, and Yuuri occupied most of Kisara's world. Of course, that doesn't change when you go to high school. That's what Kisara thought.

It was in the spring of their second year of high school that another character appeared in their world.

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