[Tsuzuki is in the cafeteria. He's slumped over a table, arms dangling before him. He's trembling a bit. Something has obviously happened. Jerry appears in the feed, carrying a tray of pie. Yes, a whole pie with a bowl of vanilla ice cream is on the tray. Patting the shinigami on the back, the cook nods his head, sympathetically.]

Thank you...

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