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You’re Just Tired, IKEA – Part 04

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Well… there’s nowhere to sit,” Mihara said.

Oh, right. We were packed as it was.

“Oh hey, it’s Miss Haruna! Long time no see.” Mihara waved.

Haruna replied with the air of a school principal, “How have you all been, my students?”

Ever since she’d taught a single home-ec class at our school, Haruna had somehow become wildly popular among the students.

“Maybe we shouldn’t have come,” Tomonori muttered, looking lost without a place to sit, gears slowly turning in her head.

“Finally, the replacements have arrived,” Sera said.

“What?” I blurted out.

“We’ll continue our work at home. It would be improper to keep Miss Hellscythe in a place so clearly the ancestral home of house dust.”

She was just making that up so Tomonori’s group could take over.

“Ayumu’s house is the most comfortable for me.”

“I like my big brother’s house the