[A big hat, a mask... Gosh, this is really giving her an aching sense of déjà vu, but she can't quite place where it's coming from or why. Haru squints a little with her head tilted as a result, but no matter how much she thinks of it, she can't put her finger on it. Maybe a childhood fantasy or something?
Whatever it is, she shakes it off. Instead, she looks down at the handlebars or her moped with a smile.]
Of course! A musketeer has to get around somehow! Can't you just see her rushing gallantly into battle?
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Whatever it is, she shakes it off. Instead, she looks down at the handlebars or her moped with a smile.]
Of course! A musketeer has to get around somehow! Can't you just see her rushing gallantly into battle?