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                           · · · · · · ·    「 ♡♡♡ 」— — huh ? no, no -- i really wasn’t trying to steal something from you.” midori sputtered in utter terror, her hair slapping her own face so vigorously she was shaking her head. as good-natured as she was she just couldn’t let the other walk off without their wallet, but little did she know that only seconds later she’d be accused of theft.  something she didn’t even dare to say out loud. “ you know, actually someone else stole it from you but then they lost your wallet and i happened to pick it up.” she tried to explain, but as her words left her lips she realized, albeit the truth, how ridiculous her story sounded. “ you have to believe me, -- please don’t call the police - !

                            · · · · · · ·    「 ♡♡♡ 」— —  “ i don’t understand why she’s mad at me.” she mumbled, her chin resting in her hand as she dipped another piece of her favorite sweet bread into the strawberry jam. “ i just told her that she didn’t have to waste her tears on him when there are millions of other exchangeable people out there.” she said, chewing on the piece of bread extra long, as if it were going to provide her an answer. her gaze then shifted to yuri, eyes filled with genuine confusion; waiting for a satisfying explanation. considering that all of them belonged to some part of the mafia, she still wondered why people would act surprise when someone died; and why they even got attached to them at the first place. yet, as she was searching for answer in yuri’s face, her demeanor shifted as an indescribable emotion betrayed her very own words. “ or am i wrong ? ”