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Today, I found a letter within my shoe locker. The letter itself was one from Asahina-san. The handwriting and wording proved it.
I will be waiting for you in the club room during lunch break.
Mikuru-chan
This is almost like a dream come true! I wasn't all that interested in her, but the fact he's willing to spend time with me is enough to brighten my day! Besides, any chance I can get to get away from Haruhi is one I'm willing to take.
Actually, I'm not so sure if I can say that... I'm not sure why, but Haruhi's mood just got worse. It's already been on a downhill spiral since the whole worshiper search we've done. No, it probably began the moment she was labeled as the "Perverted Suzumiya". Must have been from the Then a few days later, it just got worse. She doesn't even want to be around me anymore.
Seriously, what did I do to deserve the cold shoulder here?!
Well, it doesn't matter. I have a meeting with Asahina. Anything Haruhi related can wait.
In three minutes, I arrived at the club door. I heard a voice telling me to come in, so I entered the room.
Surprisingly, Asahina-san was missing.
In front of me stood a long-haired girl leaning by the window ledge facing the school courtyard. She wore a white blouse and a black mini-skirt, while her feet sported a pair of slippers made for school visitors.
"So this is the version I'm meeting..."
When she saw me, she delightedly walked towards me. She then greeted me with a really warm smile.
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"Kyon-kun... I'm so happy we got to meet again."
She was not Asahina, yet she resembled Asahina a lot, so much that one would easily mistake her for Asahina herself. To be honest, even I would have thought she was Asahina.
Yet she wasn't Asahina. The Asahina I knew wasn't that tall, and her face wasn't that fully grown, not to mention the breasts under her blouse couldn't have possibly grown a third in size overnight.
No matter how I looked, I was sure the person in front of me, smiling while holding my hands, is in her twenties, giving off a completely different feeling from the junior high schoolgirl-like Asahina. But why did she resemble Asahina so much?
"Excuse me..."
I suddenly thought of a reason.
"Are you Asahina-san's... sister?"
She ended up chuckling at my answer... Is it really that funny?
"I am Asahina Mikuru. The only difference is that I come from an even further future."
No wonder she laughed... I must have looked pretty stupid back then. Indeed, I could easily accept Asahina saying she was from the future. Looking at the beauty standing ahead of me, I realized how beautiful she'd grown. Plus she's taller, making her sexier. I never thought she would be so beautiful.
