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The Scratch that Nearly Started a War
Needless to say, we didn't get much work done due to the awkward tension. We ended up calling it a day after eating.
On my walk home, I heard footsteps only for Amara to appear in front of me and seize my face with both her hands.
"What happened to your face?!"
I forgot, around this time her shift ends.
"We should walk home together," I spoke as she squished my cheeks.
But this only annoyed her. "Ka.Ga.Mi!"
"I just got into a small spat..." It was a habit to scratch my cheek, but there were cuts there so I ended up wincing.
Amara pursed her lips at me, something flickering in her eyes.
"Who was it?"
"It's fine!"
"Like hell it is?! Who scratched your face?!"
"Ah, Fukuda-san..." Kenichi-san unexpectedly overheard us and walked over. I wanted to greet him and ask about him
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