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REUNIONS ARE SO CRINGE! — CHAPTER #50 — I LOVE THEM!

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Can't believe Kanjō has 50 chapters already (that's so much😭)!! I'm so happy! And we almost have 600k+ views yayy
This will not be for now but will you guys be interested in a Q&A??
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"..." You were gently awakened by the melodic chirping of birds just outside your open window, their cheerful chorus weaving a peaceful backdrop to the morning. Slowly, you became aware of your surroundings, the soft warmth of your bed cradling your tired body.

Your gaze fell upon the tiny figure of Dodo, nestled close to you, his round form gently rising and falling with each sleepy breath. His presence was a comforting one, and you couldn't help but smile at his adorable slumber. With utmost care, you extended a gentle hand and began to pet his delicate, fluffy head, your fingers tracing the contours of his tiny form.

However, your tranquil moment was interrupted by an unexpected sensation—a sense of another presence in the room, one that had slipped your initial awareness. A faint rustling sound drew your attention to the chair placed beside your bed, and your heart nearly leaped out of your chest.

There, in that chair, sat Kanao, her features serene as if she had fallen into a peaceful slumber without a care in the world. She looked both graceful and vulnerable, a stark contrast to her usual stoic demeanor.

You couldn't suppress the sudden jolt of surprise, your voice catching in your throat. Her presence was unexpected, and you had no idea how long she had been there, watching over you in silence.

"Kanao," You uttered softly, your voice a gentle murmur, not wishing to startle her. You reached out, placing a cautious hand on her shoulder. Even Dodo went over her head to slightly wake her up. You felt her warmth beneath your touch as you gave her shoulder a tender shake, hoping to rouse her from her nap.

"...Hmn?" Kanao stirred, her eyelids fluttering open ever so slowly. At first, her gaze seemed hazy and unfocused, the remnants of sleep clouding her vision. Then, as her eyes met yours, a spark of recognition ignited within her, dispelling the lingering drowsiness.

"(Y/N)!" She exclaimed, her voice laced with genuine delight and relief. It was as though the mere sight of you had brought renewed vigor to her being. In a flurry of graceful movement, she rose from the chair, her fingers gripping your shoulders with an intensity that belied her normally composed nature. Poor Dodo almost fell from Kanao's head due to the sudden movement.

"(Y/N), how are you feeling?!" Her words tumbled forth in rapid succession, her concern palpable. "Are you alright? Do you feel any pain? Is there anything you need? What can I do for you?!"

Her rapid-fire inquiry left you momentarily stunned. This was a side of Kanao you had never seen before—the typically silent and composed young woman was now jittery, anxious, and entirely focused on your well-being. It was as if she couldn't contain her concern and had to express it all at once.

As Kanao's torrent of questions flooded the room, you felt a weight of guilt and sadness descend upon you. Her intense concern began to slow down as she noticed the somber expression that overtook your face. When the questions subsided, you seized the moment to voice the burning question that had been haunting you since you first saw her there.