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A month later, after reeling and dealing with the consequences of The Incel’s attacks Ichiro finally wanted some me-time before he was due to escort his old friend Buddy to his first therapy session at the other side of campus. What else would help him unwind other than the 18th volume of that time I got reincarnated as a slime!
The newly confident and spunky rapper opened his dorm door, having forgotten all about his socially awkward head angle.
He strutted down the hallway with the exaggerated swagger of a white teen, in an oh so familiar jolly demeanour. greeting Dwayne and The Voros family on his way.
He walked down the hallway and eventually reached the first junction, turning the corner with such a bombastic conviction.
BOOM! He had collided with another student at the school. Her books fly in all manners of directions.
“Oh dawg. I’m sorry. Let me help you there,” Ichiro said, helping the girl to pick up a pile of what seemed to be Manga.
They both laughed at the funny situation. “Hey! The name’s Ichiro by the way. I haven’t seen you around here before, what’s your name? I’d love to go grab lunch with ya!”
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“CJ. It’s CJ.”
The end.