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She never even got a chance to answer before someone else who was very surely a magical girl walked in. Shizuri averted her eyes and they fell upon the girl from earlier who had run into her. She looked down at the table top.

And Shizuri had thought that being singled out by Risa had been bad. Things were rapidly getting worse and there seemed to be no clear avenue of escape. It wasn't as if she could simple leave, not after having already ordered. The only choice lay in simply weathering the mess that things had become.