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had ever listened to someone speak while they were gnawing on their shirt.
    Standing to Eric’s left, Alex and Andrew were also discussing the dilemma of Kevin, whose arms looked like they might tear at the seams if they were pulled any harder.
    “ I am feeling this strange combination of envy and sympathy for our friend.” Alex’s frown expressed his conflicting feelings quite accurately. “Is that natural?”
    Andrew took a good, long look at Kevin. The blond teen’s limp body dangled between the two girls as they yanked with all their might. Each time one of them pulled him toward them, Kevin’s head would flop around like a wet noodle, making him look more like a ragdoll than a human. Neither of the girls fighting over him seemed to notice that he was already unconscious.
    “ I am not sure. I certainly do not believe feeling pity and envy for one person at the same time is natural, and yet, I cannot help but share your sentiments. I am unsure as to whether I envy him or feel sorry for him.”
    “… Cat… fox?… cold…”
    Everyone within Justin’s generally vicinity stared at the boy very, very oddly.
    Lindsay turned back to the tug-of-war, frowning.
    “ I’m still not even sure how this happened,” she mused. Should she stop those two before they hurt Kevin even more? She wanted to, but…
    “ That,” Andrew started, also turning back to the War of the Kevin, “ Is something I believe the rest of us would like to know as well.”
    His words were met by several nods all around, as it seemed everyone wanted to know the exact same thing. Lindsay tried recalling the events that had led to this moment.
    ***
    Not long after Eric joined the group, they met up with Kevin’s other friends. The twins joined their expanding party first, having met them just as they were leaving the ice cream parlor. Justin was the third person to join them after he saw the group coming out of a sweet shop with several bags of candy.
    With the group having expanded, they all decided to travel to the arcade. None of the girls were big on arcade games, but that didn’t mean they weren’t into earning tickets to win prizes. Some of the stuffed animals at the ticket booth were just too adorable.
    While on their way to the arcade, they ran into Christine. The yuki-onna dressed in gothic lolita fashion had been coming out of a store that sold, well, gothic stuff, just as the large troupe walked past her. It didn’t take the girl much effort to spot Kevin within the group. It also didn’t take very long for her face to turn a lovely shade of “beach-ball blue” as she remembered her dream that morning.
    “ YOU!”
    The entire group halted in their tracks, turned, and watched as Christine stomped over to Kevin with a face that could outshine a star.
    Kevin blinked several times as the snow maiden marched up to him with DOOM in her eyes, or embarrassment—no one present could be sure. With tsunderes , those two things tended to go hand in hand.
    “ Eh? Christine?”
    Kevin was about to smile at his friend and give her a proper greeting when he noticed something unusual about the girl.
    “ Hey, are you feeling okay? Your face is all, um, blue.”
    “ You… you… you…!”
    Christine’s face became, surprisingly enough, even bluer than before, shifting from an icy hue to a deeper ocean blue. The temperature around her also began dropping at an astonishing rate, causing several girls to cry out when they were suddenly struck by icy winds and hoarfrost that froze their skirts solid.
    “ My Gothic Hottie!”
    Eric, completely oblivious to the mood, as well as Christine’s embarrassment-induced rage, rushed toward the pretty girl with snow-white skin. His hands, already extended, made creepy grasping motions that had all of the girls shivering in disgust and fear, or maybe they were still shivering from the cold. Perhaps a combination of both? Kevin wasn’t sure.
    “ Oh, how I’ve missed those tiny titties of yours! Please