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 | | Giving a smile to her on the outside, Taichi was in a wild panic on the inside, trying to figure out if it was consider rude to bang ones head into the table at news like that. |
 | | Not brothering to look at his father, Taichi nodded as he scraped the paper and money together, standing up himself as soon as they were secure in his wallet, grabbing his school bag from it place on the floor he made a last adjustment to his uniform before walking out of the kitchen. |
 | | Shuffling into a relaxed way of sitting, Taichi grinned a bit as he plopped a book open and placed it front of him as a way to hide is desk from the teacher, and the comic book he had pulled out along with the books, smirking as he turned the last page he had read. |
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