Izumi replied, "Well, if you're sure you'll be ok...but if anything happens, you let me know, ok? And if you want to come and talk out some stuff, you're free to cone here."
Mikuru just smiled, and hugged the cashier. In a voice muffled by izumis shirt, Mikuru said, "...thanks Izumi..."
Izumi hugged her back, and let go after a few seconds. Mikuru suddenly realized how much food she had left over, and kindly asked if she could take it and another meal for lunch tomorrow. Izumi fixed it for her, and Mikuru gave her one last hug before taking her bag and heading home.
When she got home, she dropped her schoolbag, and flopped down onto the bed. She then placed one hand on her stomach, and began to gently rub it as she drifted off to sleep right there.
When she woke up, she was tired for some reason. She groggily got up, and put on her school uniform. It was here that she would've seen the tiniest, smallest shrimp of a bulge on her tummy, but she was too tired to look or care. She brushed her hair and teeth, and headed out to school. On the way, her stomach reminded her (in the only way it knew) that she hadn't had breakfast yet. In her rush to prepare, she must've forgotten. Quickly, she decided...
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