[ Mafuyu... The poor girl might have been trying to contact her friends. Ai looks around for any signs of the phone, or maybe a computer since Mafuyu had mentioned they were connected online. ]
[ Mafuyu has been truly isolated. Ai remembers the memory in the forest of her rejecting her friends' help, but she doesn't think that's how Mafuyu feels deep down. Is there anything else out of place in her room? ]
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...
After a moment, she quietly slips out of bed- her phone is on her desk.
But the moment she stands, the door creaks open.
"Mafuyu...?"
The girl dives back under the covers.
It's quiet.
"... I suppose I must have imagined things."
The door closes, and Mafuyu can only lay there in terror.
...
At least its a cozy bed.
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[ Mafuyu has been truly isolated. Ai remembers the memory in the forest of her rejecting her friends' help, but she doesn't think that's how Mafuyu feels deep down. Is there anything else out of place in her room? ]
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Everything is perfect, where it belongs.
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