[A few steps later, it occurs to Mahiru that with their intertwined hands keeping their bodies so close, perhaps there is something she can do to Ibuki. She raises her free hand; but feeling dizzy again, her arm lowers just as easily.
There's no escape. She is with Ibuki, and she trusted her almost more than Missile, and she goes through the gate and stands in front of that pink teacup.]
I'm really tired. Ibuki-chan, you're gonna have to spin it.
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[A few steps later, it occurs to Mahiru that with their intertwined hands keeping their bodies so close, perhaps there is something she can do to Ibuki. She raises her free hand; but feeling dizzy again, her arm lowers just as easily.
There's no escape. She is with Ibuki, and she trusted her almost more than Missile, and she goes through the gate and stands in front of that pink teacup.]
I'm really tired. Ibuki-chan, you're gonna have to spin it.