After dinner, Junko sat on the swing chair in the yard of Iwaizumi's house. Nolan Oikawa squeezed next to her. Junko touched the rope worriedly: "Nolan Oikawa, you are so heavy, are you sure this won't break?"
Nolan Oikawa is so big, but he insists on leaning on her shoulder: "How is it possible? Xiaoyan and I reinforced it."
Junko was suspicious: "You will do this again? When? Why didn't I see it." Xiaoyan forget it, Nolan Oikawa, a person who likes to show off, cannot not come and tell her.
"Just before." Nolan Oikawa picked up a strand of her hair and scratched her chin with the end of it like a cat, "You haven't been happy since your high school. We wanted to give you a surprise. Who knows before we get it right? You Just ran to Tokyo."
Mr. Koizumi was obedient to his daughter. When Junko was a child, he saw a girl sitting on a swing in a picture book. She went to her father with the picture book in her arms and said she wanted it too. A few days later, there was a small swing in the courtyard. .
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