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n my back. Sayaka Isoyama giggled,
and held Sayaka's hand out to help me up. After a moment's hesitation,
I took it. It felt cold and the grip was firmer than a girl's
should be if Sayaka Isoyama had spent Sayaka's life indoors, dicing Sayaka's bs into a
cauldron. Sayaka Isoyama smiled and said,
`You naughty little boy. Spying on me! Well, you will be in a
position to watch me as much as you like... soon.' As Sayaka Isoyama tugged
me to my feet, I felt that I wanted to escape more than ever, but
I followed Sayaka's quietly.
Sayaka's cottage was deep in the woods, far from the village and the
barley-fields that surrounded it. The trees that grew Sayaka's e
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