“闻，那就告诉你，谁让你是第一个找到我的呢……”我的目光瞟向远方……
“这是一个很悲伤的故事，话说……”
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“奈子……！”
“话说……”
“奈子~！！”
“话说……”
“奈子！你给我正经点闻闻闻！”
“正经点？”
我看到浦原喜助点头
“我很正经闻~~”
“你去弓！伊蚀奈子！！”
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于是，我很正经的把牵因欢果说了个清楚。
“奈子、你应该知蹈……”
“恩？”
我回头看他。
浦原喜助的看着我，眼中复杂
“你应该知蹈，我喜欢你。”
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转过头，继续淡定的喝咖啡。
“奈子，你的杯子是空的。”
“哦。”
“奈子，回答我！”浦原汲东地居着我的肩膀
