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Yukimura leafed through the magazine in his hand, one filled with women with breasts larger than the size of their heads, and sighed deeply. Granted, it was rather amusing that Kirihara got him such a publication to keep him occupied, but he really didn't know what to do with it. And if Sanada saw it, the boy was going to be upset beyond all description (and if he found out Akaya was the one responsible, there would be much bitchslapping and Yukimura really didn't want that to happen).

"Akaya... erm... thank you."

Kirihara scratched the back of his head and grinned like an idiot. "I thought you'd like it."

Yukimura arched an eyebrow. Akaya sounded serious.

"But well, since I wasn't sure about your preference, we got you this as well."

A magazine titled "Playgirl" landed on Yukimura's lap.

"...'We'?"

"Oh." Kirihara opened the first page of the magazine and pointed at the message scribbled inside.

Dear Buchou,

With love
Niou >:]

Yukimura read the message, and died.

[The end]