Momo and Nana suggest composing the student council's responses to requests for romantic advice found in suggestion boxes as short stories in the "Love Lab Correspondence" of the underground paper.
Damned Kurahashi, spouting that crap...
Kurahashi, idiota... no puedo creerlo.
Kurahashi, idiota... no puedo creerlo.
Kurahashi…
Maldita Kurasashi, ela devia ter dito isso...