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“Amane! Let's fly some kites!”

“There are quite a few kites flying in the plaza as well, Himezaki-san. So, what is that in your hand?”

“What do you mean, it’s an octopus?”

* (T/N: basically, octopus and kite have the same pronunciation in Japanese, they’re both ‘tako’.)

“Yes, it is indeed a fine octopus that could be served as a New Year's dish if you dip it in vinegar.”

“That’s right! Then let's get it flying!”

Saying that, Himezaki-san threw the octopus in her hand high into the air. The octopus which was supposed to live under the sea flew splendidly in the air. As if swimming freely in the sea, or like an alien flying, the octopus swam in the sky as it reached the height of other kites, and then it fell freely at the same speed as it rose.

“Sorry, Amane. I didn't think it would fall on Amane. You look like you had octopus legs as your long hair.”

“Whose fault is it?”

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