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[Kanda is tucked away in the furthest corner of a neutral library, sitting at a table. She's been here for quite a while, if the mug of cold tea and a plate of toast has anything to say for it, and it's probably obvious by the way she's holding herself that she hasn't slept in a day or so. Not that it's her fault; it's rather difficult to sleep.]
[In front of her are several opened books - some modern, some not so much - as well as several scribbled-on pieces of paper. A closer look would reveal that the books are actually baby name books, and that the scribbles on the paper are a list of names that she's considering. Good luck trying to read them, though. Unless you can read Japanese, you won't be able to read these lists. And even then, it's not likely she'll show the list to you.]
[She's not planning on moving anytime soon, even if she looks like she might fall asleep here. Nevertheless, a perfect scene of peace and relaxation means she clearly needs to be bothered.]
[In front of her are several opened books - some modern, some not so much - as well as several scribbled-on pieces of paper. A closer look would reveal that the books are actually baby name books, and that the scribbles on the paper are a list of names that she's considering. Good luck trying to read them, though. Unless you can read Japanese, you won't be able to read these lists. And even then, it's not likely she'll show the list to you.]
[She's not planning on moving anytime soon, even if she looks like she might fall asleep here. Nevertheless, a perfect scene of peace and relaxation means she clearly needs to be bothered.]