“For some reason, Kirijo-senpai always grins when I talk about my bike.” His ‘bike,’ of course, being the motorised scooter that Dojima had given him the year before. “I can’t really figure out why. Is it because it matches my hair?” Truly, he can’t seem to figure it out. “Yosuke says bikes are cool, so maybe she’s impressed? In any case, it’s a shame I couldn’t bring it back to Tokyo, but it’s technically Oji-san’s, so...” He glances over at the woman, as if only realising now that he was talking almost to himself. “What do you think, Takeba-senpai? Do you think bikes are cool? Maybe I should save up for a car...”
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