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Synesthesia, Chapter 8"You... you... pervert!" the younger redhead shrieked, lashing out to smack the rather confused looking brown haired boy in the side of the head. She was startled when her hand stopped in a grip that almost felt like iron clamping around her wrist.
"Kensuke-kun would not have filmed what he filmed if you had not grabbed his camera," Rei said, flatly, as Asuka looked up her slapping arm to note that the hand around her wrist was rather pale. "I assure you, he is much more interested in the military hardware, and will be happy to delete the images."
"Wha... huh?" Asuka asked, as Rei let go of her hand and turned to Kensuke. He mutely handed her his camera, and she pressed a few buttons before handing it back. What really irritated Asuka was that the twerp immediately ran off, starting to take video of one of the catapults.
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