[Sleeping the morning away is a displaced, soon to be very confused little shrine maiden. The alarm clock beside her bed going off, she groans before turning over groggily and sitting up. She stretches, slowly opening up her eyes and staring off into space.]
Good morning... Huh? This isn't my futon.
[She lifts up the blanket and looks at it, then
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Uh, excuse me...
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...So this place has brought someone else into this house...
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What?
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You have been placed in mine.
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Huh? Wait, families? Placed? I don't think I understand.
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...I can't do anything without my powers. I'm powerless to stop this from happening.
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That... that's horrible...
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