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[ The train is about as crowded as uncomfortable as she'd expected at that hour. Nothing out of the ordinary. Yukari takes her usual route back to Gekkoukan and walks through the front door like she always does.
Seeing the time, she actually arrived a little faster than she expected. ]
I'm home.
[ It's quiet, though. She takes off her cardigan (because it's hot, damn it) and tosses the bag with her new markers and ink pad onto the couch nearby as she makes her way into the kitchen. On the way there, she sees a bunch of plates still set up on the dining table.
And it looks like Shinji's done with most of the cooking. ]
Hey. Guess they're taking their time after all, huh?
[ The train is about as crowded as uncomfortable as she'd expected at that hour. Nothing out of the ordinary. Yukari takes her usual route back to Gekkoukan and walks through the front door like she always does.
Seeing the time, she actually arrived a little faster than she expected. ]
I'm home.
[ It's quiet, though. She takes off her cardigan (because it's hot, damn it) and tosses the bag with her new markers and ink pad onto the couch nearby as she makes her way into the kitchen. On the way there, she sees a bunch of plates still set up on the dining table.
And it looks like Shinji's done with most of the cooking. ]
Hey. Guess they're taking their time after all, huh?