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As he walks through the mall, Makoto holds Aoi’s hand. He smiles as he listens to his girlfriend babbling about which stores she wants to visit, and how she has never been here before.
“What’s your favourite store here, Makoto?” she asks, grinning.
“Oh, I…” Makoto trails off, thinking hard. “I guess… the video game store.”
“You’re such a boy,” Aoi says, nudging him. “What’s—”
Aoi cuts herself off when they turn a corner, and her eyes focus on a store.
“Makoto, look, a donut store!” she cries. “I want one. Come on, let’s eat some donuts.”
Makoto smiles. “Okay.”