《President of My Heart (Barack Obama x Yui Tamura)》ENDING (Tamura POV)
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I feel the warmth of sunlight on my skin as I open my eyes.
Huh..? Was I napping on this bench?
Weird..I don't remember how I got here.
"Hey Tamura, come here for a second!" Shikatani yells from across the field.
I walk up to him.
"What's up?" I ask him with curiosity.
"The club room.. let's go." He says as he leads me to the room.
"Hi Tamura!" Toono greets me.
"So, I actually called everyone to go here because we all seem to have this device." Shikatani explains to me while showing me a small device in his hand.
"I tried to search it up on the Internet, and it seems to be a Globama translator." He continues.
"I don't remember meeting Barack Obama though." He says with confusion.
"Barack Obama? That's the president of the United States, right?" I ask them all with a concerned look on my face.
"Yeah, he is." Kashima responds.
Barack Obama..why do I feel weird hearing that name?
Huh.. it's probably nothing.
As we're discussing about the translator device, I still have a weird feeling in my chest.
It's like I have a memory that's been erased.
[END]
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