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[there's a contemplative hum, and then a few pen taps before Abel's handwriting begins over the page...]

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Father...

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HAHA.. haha... ha...

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[ WHERE DO YOU EVEN START ]

...you may want to filter these before Dojima-san sees his one. I don't think he'd ever let you near Nanako-chan again.

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Wh... what?!

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Well, I know if the man who took care of my daughter started describing my- [ Pause. A few flipping pages. ] 'Manly, rippling abs...'

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Why? It's a-- a compliment, right? I mean, I bet he has rippling abs. He seems so manly and--

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G-GETTING OFF TOPIC. He... won't be mad for a silly story...

.......Right?

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[ BRB EXTREMELY UNCOMFORTABLE SOUNDS. S-Souji's uncle, with manly, rippling abs...

But he's so old! ]

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U-um, well...I don't know if I could say for sure, but I've seen him get pretty angry sometimes...

Why did you write that, anyways?

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...F... for... fun?

Maybe I'm drunk and I don't know it?

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You must be, if you're mistaking one notebook for another.

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Maybe I need my glasses checked...

...And my brain...

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[ Ffff. She chuckles. ]

It might be a good idea.

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Maybe I'm dying...

W-what if it's terminal?!

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...I don't think writing your cheesy stories into the wrong notebook is a terminal illness, Father.

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But what if it is?! What if it's a sign of something more serious?! My lapses of judgment could be symptoms of a -- a terrible disease!! It might not be my fault!!