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Location: Winter Flowers Zack watched as the woman leaned forward and he almost gave into the urge to lean back and away from her. His eyes widened slightly at her implicit threat. This bitch was seriously resorting to blackmail? He knew that if she did report it, it would come out that he fucked prostitutes and any hope of reviving his dying marriage would be completely gone. Silvia hated nothing more than a liar and a cheat, and he would be exposed as both. He gritted his teeth, clamping down on the urge to punch this woman in the face. It was a strange feeling to want to hurt someone like that, as he wasn’t often prone to such violent

Natsuki blushed and nodded as well saying, “Y-yeah… that would be great… after club we can continue the manga that we stared together… while eating the snacks…” she told Monika, she too being very awkward. She then looked to her old poem and wondered if she should tell Monika the real inspiration behind her poem after club activities had concluded. For now however, she stuffed her poem back into her backpack and went over to the closet, pulling out one of her manga and began to read it quietly. She had a hard time concentrating however as she felt a weird feeling in her body.

I never know how to read that expression of hers. It irritates me. We've been friends for years, you would think by now that I understand what lane I'm in and go with it. But I've never been able to tell what this girl is thinking. I don't usually let it bother me. Dating isn't a priority in my life right now. She's always been a fun person to hang out with. Always smiling, laughing, cracking jokes you'd never expect someone like her to make. I'm not sure I'd ever be able to put up with her if we were to take our relationship any further than friends. If I were to even suggest that, I'm not sure how she'd even react. She's gotten herself

Monika soon breaks the direct eye contact as she notices she was lingering on the gaze of Natsuki."Ohhhh, right...sure...sure..uhhmm...let me know...if...if you want to read it together. I brought a few snacks too...you know...if you like", she says and giggles awkwardly, but still feels really good and her chest is even thumping a bit. She fiddles a bit with her own poem, which is still in her hands currently. Sayori cannot help but softly snicker to herself at the display.