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Momiji would be washing the dishes before looking back at the sound of her door being open and watch in amusement at seeing Hanabi dragging you by the end of your shirt and throw you on the couch before jumping into your lap.
Momiji: *shakes her head in amusement, giggling lightly* Ara, ara.
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