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(Memory Cross) Woke up in a Sick Ward 2

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And then Shiro turned further, and her heart stopped entirely.

A pretty girl with glossy red hair had come up beside the bed—and Shiro knew that face too, knew it better than her own reflection. Her best friend. Shiori.

Her best friend from the other world, from the world of trains and classrooms and convenience stores, whom she had not seen in ten years—

"Shi...ori-chan...?"

Shiori turned her face away.

She did not look back at Shiro. She stood at the bedside with her red hair falling to hide her expression, jaw tight, shoulders rigid—an regretted silence dressed as a turned cheek.

What—why is she—did I— But before the confusion could resolve, two energetic figures jumped into her sight from the other side of the bed, and Shiro gasped.

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