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“Iori, you wouldn’t happen to have a copy of my uniform I could borrow?” asked Inumuta.
“Why yes, I do.” Iori frowned. “You’re not going to use it for some weird fetish, are you?”
“God, no! What kind of person do you think I am?”
A sewing club member leaned in towards Iori. “I heard he asked the Film Club to make a hologram of him in the shower…”
“I have a perfectly good explanation for that!” snapped Inumuta. “I just… don’t care to explain the reason why, at the moment.”
[About one week later…]
“Um… Here’s that uniform I borrowed, Iori…”
“What the hell did you do to it?!”