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The sound was different from what I'd heard in the bathroom.

It was as quiet as a mosquito.

But I could hear it through the din of voices, echoing in my ears.

I frowned and looked around, and finally my gaze settled on the vase.

"Is there a problem with the vase?"

It's a pity that I didn't bring my outfit over. Otherwise, I would have been able to confirm my identity. At present