On a whim, my eyes shifted to the perfectly nondescript corner of the table, and there was, precious for this clubroom's scenery, the figure of Nagato-not-reading.
"............"
Though it was Nagato keeping silently frozen as she stared at the notebook computer's display, touching the keyboard and entering something, freezing up again, and then hitting keys with a tap-tap. So, she's become an ornament again.
What Nagato was using was a notebook computer we had taken from the Computer Club as a prize for a game competition. Incidentally, similar things were in front of Koizumi and me, and with nothing much to think about, the CPU cooling fan was already spinning noisily to cool its brain down. The sight of Koizumi's fingers moving rhythmically and the sounds as he punched keys annoyed me like hell. So he's settled on what he was going to write, isn't that nice. Find more here
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