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Izumi watched Arashi hit the whip. Then the nae nae.
“That sucked, Arashi,” Izumi stated pointedly.
“Izumi, shut up! I’m trying to nae nae”, she retorted, lost in concentration.
Izumi shook his head. “What is wrong with your brain, Arashi? You’re horrible at this. I don’t have a clue how you became an idol with this dancing.”
“Oh really? I’d like to see YOU try it.”
Arashi stepped aside and paused the music, motioning for Izumi to come over.
“Do the dance, Sena.”
Izumi sighed heavily. What has he done?