La Nouche's Dream Journal-Chp 53

· I don't remember much about the front part but the rest I do

· I remember somewhat being in a school and I was wearing something like a Japanese high school uniform

· I remember coming in late from some place, probably something to do with having a bit of lovey-dovey in the toilet

· They were starting some sort of evaluation quiz and I grabbed a copy for myself

· Then I realized my questions were different from other ppl

· Despite the fact that there were some who were different as well, I kept insisting to investigate why my questions are different

· I asked my classmates that oddly enough looked like my primary school classmates about this and they all say it depends on whether you're a full-time or part-time student

· One of them got fed up with my asking and scolded me for being such a short-term memory loser

· I grabbed his test paper and went to approach the teacher about this and she also said the same thing about part-time and full-time students, but didn't really answer my question

· After class, I realized I was on staying back duty and started cleaning up

· A few were still left behind gathering their books

· Then dunno why, we were chatting and the atmosphere suddenly became nostalgic

· There was a swelling on my thigh or something and I squeezed out the pus

· Then I felt possibly a small rock wedged inside the swelling and despite the pain, I dug into it to get it out

· It revealed to be a tiny shard of glass

· It appears that I have taken an injury that was meant for my classmate who was sitting in front of me

· They seemed to be touched by my sacrifice and one person took my picture, although it came out looking like Luffy from One Piece wearing glasses

· I cooled down the swelling with the cold side of my drink packet while passing the shard to him to pass it to my classmate whom I took the injury from, asking him to relay the msg telling her ot be more careful

· He did as I asked and she looked confused, but I just smiled knowingly and she smiled back

· She said something inaudible and suddenly went out of focus

· When my mind cleared, I saw Yuuko (of XXXHolic) towering over me and shouting for me to wake up

· She said since this is a private school, she had to pretend to be someone I know to get in and found me sleeping on the job

· It was as if she was talking to me like I am Watanuki

· The last I remember was finding myself looking at Watanuki rambling about as usual as he did his job, and scolding Yuuko to stop calling him "Wan-chan", or something like that

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