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200 pages, Paperback
First published March 18, 2015
"... So am I too young to be of any romantic interest to you, Itsuki, or not?" (...)
"Oh, did you say something? Geez, they've got the music up so loud in this place, you can barely hear anything." (...)
"I need you, Itsuki."
"You need a Jew? Sorry, I'm not that religious."
"We're driven together by destiny."
"Oh, did you buy a car?"
"Let's have sex."
"Mmm, I like the trumpet more than the sax, myself."
"...Now I'm wondering how long you can keep this going. You can cop a feel whenever you like, y'know."
"Cop? Did someone commit a crime?"
"Fuck me now!"
"Hockey? On a tropical island? Yeah, right."
"...This is getting painful."
"And you're kinda stretching the definition of romantic confessions."
"I want your cummies!"
"E. E. Cummings? Boy, some of his poems were pretty off the wall, weren't they? And that's still not an admission of love."
"...Okay, let's class it up a little. It's a beautiful moon, isn't it?"
"It sure is."
"Huh? Um, that was the way that Natsume Soseki translated--"
"I know! I was just stringing you along!"
Setsuna (...) remained chipper, singing "Winter, Again" from pop group GLAY as he traipsed along the sidewalk.
"Hm hmm hmmm, hmmm hm hmm hmm hmm hmm hm hmmmm... ♪"
He was actually singing the lyrics (and he was good, too), but our published didn't want to pay the licencing fees.