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| 1 | p1 | |
| 2 | >>Medicine | |
| 3 | >>Pharmacy | |
| 4 | ||
| 5 | >>1 x 1/2 - one and a half 8+β | |
| 6 | >...Haa... | |
| 7 | ||
| 8 | >What's wrong, Saya-chan? | |
| 9 | >>sulk | |
| 10 | >Ayako-saaan, | |
| 11 | >please hear me out. | |
| 12 | ||
| 13 | >Actually I got dumped by my boyfriend again last week. | |
| 14 | >Oh my. | |
| 15 | ||
| 16 | p2 | |
| 17 | >It certainly happened a lot quicker this time. | |
| 18 | >That's right. | |
| 19 | >Happened right after New Year's. A new record for shortest relationship. | |
| 20 | >Hm? | |
| 21 | ||
| 22 | >But didn't you take a paid leave around Christmas? | |
| 23 | >Weren't you busy getting it on or something? | |
| 24 | >Ah | |
| 25 | >about that... | |
| 26 | >Keiko-san, "getting it on" is a bit... | |
| 27 | ||
| 28 | >I went to Takarazuka! | |
| 29 | >Eh? | |
| 30 | >>Sha-la-laa | |
| 31 | >I just happened to get a ticket for their special Christmas performance! | |
| 32 | >>grip | |
| 33 | >It was really amazing! | |
| 34 | >So that's the reason she got dumped... | |
| 35 | ||
| 36 | >Aah, aren't there any hot guys around~? | |
| 37 | >>sip | |
| 38 | >Hot guys, huh... | |
| 39 | ||
| 40 | p3 | |
| 41 | >There's my Jun. | |
| 42 | >Want him? | |
| 43 | >Keiko-san, (Ayako) | |
| 44 | >please don't just give your son away without his consent. | |
| 45 | ||
| 46 | >...How old is he? | |
| 47 | >Don't go along with it either, Saya-chan... | |
| 48 | ||
| 49 | >You sure have it good at your place, Keiko-san. | |
| 50 | >Your husband is kind and cool too... | |
| 51 | >>Mizuno Satoru (43) | |
| 52 | >>Medical equipment maker. Currently in the middle of a long business trip. | |
| 53 | >That's true. | |
| 54 | >He's barely at home, too. | |
| 55 | >You choose that as one of his good points? | |
| 56 | ||
| 57 | >Ah | |
| 58 | ||
| 59 | >Come to think of it... | |
| 60 | >What kind of person was your husband, Ayako-san? | |
| 61 | >Eh? | |
| 62 | ||
| 63 | p4 | |
| 64 | >I've been curious about that for a while now. | |
| 65 | >I can't imagine at all what kind of person Ayako-san would fall in love with. | |
| 66 | ||
| 67 | >...Let's see... | |
| 68 | >Mine was... | |
| 69 | >Eeeh? | |
| 70 | ||
| 71 | >Atsushi-kun, what's this? | |
| 72 | >Having something like this is pretty convenient, right? | |
| 73 | >But we're... | |
| 74 | >It's fine, just wear it. | |
| 75 | ||
| 76 | >Think of it as a protective charm. | |
| 77 | ||
| 78 | p5 | |
| 79 | >...Mine was... | |
| 80 | >a slightly strange person, I guess? | |
| 81 | ||
| 82 | >Anyway, if you're feeling satisfied with just that, you don't really need to fall in love right now. | |
| 83 | >If you've got that much energy, put it towards your work! | |
| 84 | >>point | |
| 85 | >Eeh? | |
| 86 | - | >I don't want to hear that from someone who's always lazy when noone's looking, Keiko-san. |
| 86 | + | >I don't want to hear that from someone who's always lazy when no one's looking, Keiko-san. |
| 87 | >Ah! | |
| 88 | ||
| 89 | p6 | |
| 90 | >Oh crap, I left the documents on the reception desk... | |
| 91 | >>clang | |
| 92 | >>bang | |
| 93 | >Woah. | |
| 94 | >Wah | |
| 95 | >I'm sorry... | |
| 96 | ||
| 97 | >Oh? | |
| 98 | ||
| 99 | >There's a face I haven't seen before. | |
| 100 | >Are you a newbie, perhaps? | |
| 101 | ||
| 102 | >>gape gape | |
| 103 | >.................! | |
| 104 | ||
| 105 | p7 | |
| 106 | >Akira... | |
| 107 | >What are you doing here? | |
| 108 | >You're even wearing | |
| 109 | >your suit... | |
| 110 | >>Sparkle | |
| 111 | >What, you ask? It's a New Year greeting! | |
| 112 | >It's an old tradition! | |
| 113 | ||
| 114 | >Man, I didn't think Keiko-san would pick herself up an heir. | |
| 115 | >Ah, long time no see by the way, Keiko-san. | |
| 116 | >Here's a souvenir. | |
| 117 | >Well, well. | |
| 118 | ||
| 119 | >Ah, come to think of it, this is your first time meeting her, Saya-chan. | |
| 120 | >Hello. | |
| 121 | >She's a human resources specialist in AS pharmaceutical company and Ayako-san's husband's... | |
| 122 | >Haa. | |
| 123 | ||
| 124 | >Ah! | |
| 125 | >>grip | |
| 126 | >Woah | |
| 127 | >Uhm... | |
| 128 | ||
| 129 | >Would it be alright if I called you Onee-sama...? | |
| 130 | >>sparkle sparkle sparkle | |
| 131 | >Ahaha | |
| 132 | >You're a funny one. | |
| 133 | ||
| 134 | p8 | |
| 135 | >Hmm, sorry but... | |
| 136 | - | >the role of little sister... |
| 136 | + | >the role of my little sister... |
| 137 | ||
| 138 | >>Squeeze | |
| 139 | >is currently occupied by Ayako here. | |
| 140 | >Stop doing that in front of people. | |
| 141 | ||
| 142 | >!? Then... | |
| 143 | >if it's not in front of people... | |
| 144 | >Ooh | |
| 145 | >>rustle rustle | |
| 146 | >Ha! | |
| 147 | ||
| 148 | p9 | |
| 149 | - | >Right now... I've sensing a presence bothering Mom. |
| 149 | + | >Right now... I'm sensing a presence bothering Mom. |
| 150 | >>Mom Radar. | |
| 151 | >Quite a convenient power you have there. | |
| 152 | ||
| 153 | >Ayako-saan, what kind of relationship do you have with Akira-san? | |
| 154 | >With someone like her | |
| 155 | >you wouldn't even need a boyfriend | |
| 156 | >>She went home. | |
| 157 | >>ache ache | |
| 158 | - | >My head hurts. |
| 158 | + | >My head hurts. |
| 159 | ||
| 160 | p10 | |
| 161 | >Ayako-san, | |
| 162 | >please hear me out~ | |
| 163 | >Waah | |
| 164 | >Waah | |
| 165 | >Listen to this, Mom! | |
| 166 | >Ayako, | |
| 167 | >you kind of like that girl, don't you? | |
| 168 | >since she has a similar atmosphere about her as Asuka | |
| 169 | >... | |
| 170 | >>squeak squeak |
