Some things always strike so fast and so suddenly, like a tornado of love...
Excuse me! Excuse me! Out of my way!!! Ouch...{var:Shake}
Another example of something like that is Nana Shiraishi, who has just hit me like a tornado sweeping over the coast.
Ouch, that hurts...
Junior? I'm so sorry! Are you okay? I'll help you up. Don't rush.
I think I hit your head. How badly does it hurt? Oh wait, at a time like this, the first thing I need to do is check whether you're still conscious... Look at me. How many fingers am I holding up?
One. You don't need to be so nervous. It hurts a little, but I'm not going to get a concussion from something like that.
Instead of asking me if my head hurts, I rather you show some concern for my bum. It fell onto the road, which is much harder than your head.
Phew... You should be okay since you can say such cheeky things. Hehe, so your bum is hurting? Let me take good care of it.
No, stop! I can't believe you really reached over to stroke it... Lady, please remember you're supposed to be a cute and pretty high school girl. Try not to grin like a creepy middle-aged man.
By the way, where are you off to in such a rush?
Oh... That's right, I need to run away quickly! Bye! I'll apologize to you with a cup of milk tea another day...
Run away? Does that mean Nana Shiraishi is hiding from someone? Her words arouse my curiosity.
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