Gundam: Piloting Newtype Machines in the Cosmic Era as Celestial Being
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"Ah, I'm full, I'm full!"
After finishing off the four-colored scoops of ice cream—'more, more, I want more'—Tolle slouched against the back of his chair and patted his stomach without the slightest concern for his image. Thankfully, the casual clothes he had changed back into were still intact, if a little wrinkled.
After shooting Tolle a glance, Miriallia beside him merely sipped her soda elegantly:
On one hand, Miriallia herself had eaten quite a bit too, so she was embarrassed to criticize her boyfriend.
On the other hand, Kira's 'making friends with fists' had been a great success. Since everyone on both sides of the table was 'one of their own,' there was no need to care too much about her boyfriend's image.
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