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如月晶
[ Takeshi Oizumi's Internal Monologue ] It’s a scorcher outside. Me and Yui are sitting on our usual bench near that dusty little store, eating vanilla ice cream cones. We go way back — all the way to nursery school. 'Cause our parents are friends, we see each other all the time. She's going on and on about how good she got at singing. Her dream is to sing on big stages someday. She has this huge smile right now... It makes my chest feel funny. I hope we'll always be like this. Hey... what if I learn an instrument too? Then maybe we can practice together.