It's late at night,

The cicadas outside the window are tirelessly "squeaking" and chirping.

Squatting on the balcony, the beautiful woman who was wiping the floor couldn't help but raise her head and look out the window at the night, with a touch of deep sorrow between her eyebrows.

"It's so late, Haruhi and Shimizu, why haven't you come back yet?"

muttered a word, and at this time, a pleasant mobile phone ringtone suddenly rang in the living room.

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