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Valentine's DaySo, Valentine's Day... what the...
"... hell am I s'pose to do!?" Kanji exclaimed, rubbing his forehead. On the other end of the phone line, he heard Souji say 'Ow'. He probably pulled the phone away from his ear even. Kanji slumped against his bed, his voice muffled as he spoke again.
"I'm sorry. What did you say?"
"W-What do I get 'er? I can't think of anythin' thass right!" Kanji exclaimed, lifting his head from the bedding, "She ain't into any of that... y'know..."
"She's not into candy, flowers, or toys."
"Exactly," Kanji groaned, rubbing his forehead. He was a bit upset though; he had been making a doll for Naoto, but while they were talking with Rise... she had said right then and there, dolls were 'pointless. I don't understand how they appeal to anyone.' It crushed him a bit, but the desperation in her voice to get Rise off their case about the day for lover's made him wonder.
"... Kanji, Valentine's Day isn't supposed to be for the materials between you two.
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