Mira turned, saw Ichika, and for a second, panic flickered across her face. Then, she sighed, the same weary sigh from the pantry.
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On the wall behind Mira was a small, dusty whiteboard. On it, in elegant handwriting, was a chart titled Mira turned, saw Ichika, and for a second,
“You noticed,” Mira said.
“Call it what you want. But you saw the chart. I’m saving up for Saturday. My nephew’s birthday party. There’s a bouncy castle. Last time, I did one bounce and cracked the seam. Sent three kids flying. I can’t have that again.” On the wall behind Mira was a small, dusty whiteboard
The culprit? Mira.
Ichika first noticed it in the pantry. Mira, reaching for the top shelf for coffee beans, stretched up on her toes. A normal person would have leaned, bent, or asked for help. Mira simply… gave up. She sighed and reached for the instant decaf instead.