[Mikuru reaches into her pocket to touch the note she received on Christmas. It always stays on her person, as a reminder of who she takes these classes for.]
It's so weird how that happens... [Even though underneath it all, Mikuru is a little jealous: She'd love to have her friends here, even if they were from different times.] I hope she'll come to like you again like she did in your time.
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It's so weird how that happens... [Even though underneath it all, Mikuru is a little jealous: She'd love to have her friends here, even if they were from different times.] I hope she'll come to like you again like she did in your time.