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2.6 KiB
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118 lines
2.6 KiB
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//リサ_おっぱい占い_初回_通常_導入
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//妊娠・処女
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Lisa：
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Ah.
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Fortune Teller：
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Hm?
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I accidentally made eye contact with a strange woman. She’s
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wearing her robe deep over her face, looking suspicious as
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can be.
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Fortune Teller：
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Oh my? Miss, do you have a moment to spare?
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Lisa：
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(I have a bad feeling about this. I should probably stay out
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of it.)
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I quickly turned on my heel, faced away, and decided to just
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say one thing.
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Lisa：
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Sorry, I'm in a hurry. Please try someone else...
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Lisa：
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(Alright, that’s that. Time to get back to my day.)
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Fortune Teller：
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Ufufu, no need to rush. You’re not really in a hurry, are
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you?
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The woman grabbed my shoulder and forcibly stopped me.
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Lisa：
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(She’s more forceful than I thought...)
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Lisa：
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Could you let go? If you don’t, I’ll call someone over.
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Fortune Teller：
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Ufufu, such a grumpy girl. A true lady should be more
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composed, you know.
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The suspicious woman spoke with a triumphant air.
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Lisa：
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(Why is she acting so high and mighty?)
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Lisa：
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I don’t need a lecture on being a lady. Especially not from
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someone running a shady business like you.
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Fortune Teller：
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Oh my, that’s harsh. I’m just a fortune teller♪
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Lisa：
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Fortune teller?
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Strangely enough, that made sense to me.
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Lisa：
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(Now that she says she’s a fortune teller, that suspicious
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outfit actually kind of fits.)
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Fortune Teller：
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I can sense some bad vibes from you. So I’ll give you a
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special service.
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Fortune Teller：
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I’ll read your fortune. Show me your hand♪
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Lisa：
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(Special service...?)
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I thought about it for a moment. If it’s free, maybe it’s
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fine.
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I quickly came to a decision.
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Lisa：
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I appreciate the offer, but I’ll have to decline. I’m just
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not in the mood for a fortune today.
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Lisa：
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(Even if it’s free, who knows what she’ll ask for. It’s
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safer to refuse.)
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Fortune Teller：
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Oh? If you don’t seize your chances, your luck will run away
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from you!
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Lisa：
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No, I don’t believe in that stuff―hey, wait!
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I tried to move, but the woman’s grip was strong. I couldn’t
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get away.
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Fortune Teller：
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No need to be shy, you know? Things are about to get
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interesting from here.
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Lisa：
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There’s nothing interesting about fortune-telling! Are you
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even a real fortune teller?
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Fortune Teller：
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Oh my? Is that a challenge? If you say that, I can’t just
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sit back as a fortune teller.
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Lisa：
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It’s not a challenge! I just don’t want it, that’s all!
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Fortune Teller：
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Fine, I’ll show you my power!
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In the end, the woman didn’t listen to a word I said. For
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some reason, her slender fingers reached for my breasts.
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