Sayaka Igarashi has a post-traumatic breakdown during the election. Identical twins Kirari and Ririka Momobami help her find her way out of depression.
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"No, Sayaka is crushing it. Come over here and lets see if you can win."
"Lets try another game. Black jack," Kirari tried to balance all three bowls in her arms. She waited while Ririka took one then used her free hand to hold it out to Sayaka who refused to take it. Kirari set it down next to her pile of winnings. Then she got into bed with the two, holding her bowl of ice cream.
"Why won't you take the ice cream, Sayaka?"
"Wet hands. Mark cards," She responded and the twins giggled in unison.
"Now I wish she wouldn't get better. This girl can clean any gambling den out in her dead-pan state. Did you teach her how to cheat?"
"No," Kirari muffled through her spoon. Then she set her bowl down, took Sayaka's bowl in her hands and proceeded to feed her with a spoonfull of ice cream.
"Vanilla," Sayaka said, avoiding the spoon.
"Gosh you're picky. We don't have vanilla for now. Caramel will have to do."
Sayaka accepted the spoonfull of ice cream. Ririka dealt them their cards. Kirari proceeded to play with them while stopping now and then in between Ririka's shuffling to feed Sayaka more ice cream. They played several rounds of different card games, losing to Sayaka round after round. The twins then looked at each other and telepathically communicated in using each other as bait and switch. It was then that they started winning their games, working as a tandem. Sayaka was quick to pick up and learned their strategy, adapting until she started to win again, round after round. It was very difficult for the twins to read her expression as her eyes were blank and she never showed any reaction when she won or lost. It was late afternoon when they stopped, the bucket of ice cream almost emptied, mostly by Kirari who had trouble accepting defeat. It was still raining outside.
"I think I'm going to get sick, I ate too much ice cream," Ririka said and set the cards aside.
"Leave the room before you start farting all over the place. You knew that you were slightly lactose intolerant anyway. You didn't have to eat so much."
"You're the one who finished most of it," Ririka retorted as she stood up to leave, "I'll be at the attic. You two better behave."
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"Cut me some slack, its almost our anniversary," Kirari yawned and fell back on Sayaka's bed. Sayaka took the cards and spread them all over the bed, "What are you doing, Sayaka?"
"Drying cards. Wet hands," She replied as she spread them at the bottom side of the bed. Then she started to pile her poker chips by color. Kirari was in a flirty mood. She pushed Sayaka's poker chips over the bed until they all fell into the carpet. Then she grabbed Sayaka to her playfully, moving her down on the pillow as she pounced, straddling Sayaka between her legs. Sayaka avoided her gaze and looked at the chips that were on the floor.
