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[ IT'S LIKE THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT.

You might hear a girl singing this. Quietly. But not quietly enough if you are hearing it, I guess.

If you follow the song you will find a boy, who is hiding out in a clearing in a cornfield with his laptop, squinting at the screen and singing. ]

( PICKING UP TOMORROW. )

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[tsundeargodwhy]

[sleepily following that voice!1]

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. . . yes. . . it's . . . I don't know. We don't really talk about it.

[tsundeargodwhy]

I'm sure you could find something similar. Maybe-if you ask the other singers.

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. . .other singers. . .

[tsundeargodwhy]

I-l-like Nana . . .

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You like Nana?

[tsundeargodwhy]

N-No-I meant a singer-like her!

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. . .

Oh. . . . Maybe.

[tsundeargodwhy]

Yes-ah-sh-she's a friend, I mean. So-m-maybe . . .

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. . .

[tsundeargodwhy]

Maybe . . . ah-maybe she can help . . .

[there is a sound of Konatsu sitting down behind you]

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[ turns his head, JUST A LITTLE. NOT ENOUGH TO REALLY SEE LOL. ]

She. . . could. Do you think that was a weird song?

[tsundeargodwhy]

Mmh . . . it-sounded nice. The-the lyrics were a little-ah . . .

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. . . .

Uh.

[tsundeargodwhy]

Mmh?

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. . . L-let's forget . . . this happened.