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>>6480472
中国にもいりすさんファンがいたのか

そういや、最近かしわ餅全然食べてないな…
基本的に5月に食べるものなんですよ、あれ

明日スーパーで買ってきて食べよう

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>>5028798
Somebody linked it already. >>5028119

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Uuji realized he has been drawing dying cats for some time. He wondered why it was cats...
The day before, a girl in a group behind where he sits, Ageha, was chatting with her friends enjoyably. She said "If I were an animal, I'd probably be a cat" "Yesterday's animal fortune said I was cat!".
Cat? Cat, Cat, Cat... Uuji was thinking about that when he was busy moving his hands.
The group behind him was always talking bad about him. He didn't care, for he had his suicide cat sketching to fill his time with. But one day Edogawa started complaining to the group, and they had a quarrel. Uuji didn't care, and the point of the quarrel never got to his memory.
It seemed that Edogawa had a crush on Ageha. Ageha didn’t seem to realize it, though.
Ah, there was this pale girl who was always alone. Sometimes her eyes met with Uuji's, and he would just smile back. It seemed the girl's name was Irisu Kyouko, and she would always be seen alone.
Uuji saw that Irisu took a peek at his notebook. "What a wonderful girl," he thought, and waited for her to go back to her seat before entering the class. She sat as if she didn't do anything suspicious.
"Ah, Irisu Kyouko. What words can describe her? Looking at her gives me joy. I feel like I want to be killed by her," he thought.
Kyouko seemed to be sitting closer to him lately.
"Would be better if she came even closer..."
There had been traces of someone touching his notebook, especially in the pages with the cats. "Would be better if she looked at it more..."
Drawing the cats had been his daily chore. Since he was using notebooks especially for drawing them, he already had ten notebooks filled with the drawings.
He had never once spoken to the girl. The notebook was sufficient as their means of communication.
It seemed that somewhere overseas, there was a similar picture book like his, but it has rabbits instead.

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