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Natsuki: *Her hands were on her hips* Oh, come on! Like they deserve any slack. Sayori told me you didn't even want to join any clubs this year, and last year, too! I don't know if you plan to just come here and hang out, or what...but if you don't take us seriously, then you won't see the end of it.

Monika: *one hand was on her hip* Natsuki, you certainly have a big mouth for someone who keeps her manga collection in the clubroom.

Natsuki: *a large blush appears on her face* M-M-M...!! *She seems stuck between saying "Monika" and "Manga"* Manga is literature!! *She pops back in her seat, defeated*

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Rocky: *laughs a bit and walks over, patting Sans on the back* Pft! Just know I'm teasing you about this forever~!

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Offenderman: *he looks down at the bodies then looking up at Lugs* uhhh...?

Lugman: "Uhhh" is an emotion. Not an answer. *he places his arms behind his back, standing up straight* Anyway, I'm guessing the brat is goin' on a killin' spree accordin' to the bodies in the ground. *he looks at them, and touches the ink running it between his fingers, then wiping it off*

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