"I could, as well." Miku's shadow wasn't terrible. And anyway, Miku had long since come to terms with the worst parts of her. Mafuyu wasn't coming back. Her mother had long since washed her hands of both her and her brother. She was OK with being alone. It wouldn't be forever.
She tilted her head, "Should we draw straws? Or janken?"
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She tilted her head, "Should we draw straws? Or janken?"