Prologue
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Pink petals will dance
To the tune of a spring breeze
Sweet cherry blossoms
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Uesugi Fuutarou is not your average male.
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Per his usual routine, he walked past street signs, bustling crowds, roads, and a plethora of vehicles; all while instinctively and effortlessly dodging their trajectories.
Yet, not once did he look up from his notepad. He stayed diligent while studying for his upcoming midterm.
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Uesugi Fuutarou is not your average ma-
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"UESUGI-SAN!"
Fuutarou's ears perked up at the shrill and excited voice that called out to him from across the street. He sighed, "Yotsuba, huh?"
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Nakano Yotsuba is not your average female.
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With speed comparable to an Olympiad, she dashed over to Fuutarou, colliding shoulder first into his chest, tipping them both off-balance.
"What the- Yotsuba you idiot!" Fuutarou yelled before they both landed on the concrete.
Yotsuba laughed heartily. "My bad, Uesugi-san! I don't know what I was thinking."
"You never do!"
Her laugh gradually increased in volume. The only thing that drowned her out was the sound of another pair of swift footsteps approaching them.
"Yotsuba...Fuutarou... are you okay?"
Fuutarou looked up and stared right into a set of clear blue eyes.
You should probably pay attention to the blue eyes part of that previous sentence- I'll explain it a little bit later.
The blue-eyed girl reached her hand out to Fuutarou, who reluctantly grabbed on.
The girl tried to pull him up.
Nothing.
She tried again.
Nope.
Once more.
Oh, he moved up...but not much.
"Uhhhhhhhh." Fuutarou used his free hand to scratch his head. "You really are the weakest in the class, aren't you?"
The girl pouted and quickly let go of Fuutarou's hand, allowing gravity to drag him back down into the hard concrete.
However, considering he didn't get pulled far up, he didn't really experience an impact going down.
Yotsuba picked herself up quickly and ran over to the other blue-eyed girl.
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Nakano Yotsuba is not your average female.
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The mysterious girl sighed and pulled her large blue headphones hanging from her neck up to her ears. She grabbed her phone from her pocket, picked a song, and started to walk away.
She's just gonna leave me here? Dammit Miku.
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Nakano Miku is also not your average female.
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As he was about to pull himself up, a previous set of blue eyes that weren't Miku's came into view. Yotsuba grinned.
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Nakano Yotsuba and Nakano Miku are not your average females.
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She grabbed Fuutarou's arm, hoisted him up, and proudly puffed her chest. The green bunny-shaped ribbon on her head seemed to echo her movements.
"Your strength scares me sometimes." Fuutarou admitted.
"I have to be strong- for the both of us!"
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Nakano Miku and Nakano Yotsuba are identical sisters.
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They shared the same blue eyes and the same reddish hair, though Yotsuba's seemed to appear much lighter than the crimson shades of Miku's.
Miku had straight hair that ran down to her back, while Yotsuba's hair was arranged as a bob cut that stopped just shy of her shoulders.
In the distance, Miku stood still. She looked back, as if to motion the two of them to walk towards her.
"I'll never get over how much you two look alike." Fuutarou sighed.
Yotsuba cheekily grinned. "That's what happens when you're born as twins!"
"Yeah, yeah I know how that science works. I studied it after all. After the sperm fertilizes the egg, the egg then splits-
"WHOA WHOA UESUGI-SAN, I don't need to know the details right now!"
"That's gonna be on the test today!"
"We have a test today?"
"YOTSUBA YOU'RE HOPELESS!"
For the past few months, Uesugi Fuutarou has been the tutor to the Nakano Twins, much to his chagrin. Through a series of hijinks and ridiculous mishaps, he found in these two something that he hadn't had in recent memory.
He found friends.
Memory...
In the depths of Fuutarou's memories, he sees three dark silhouettes.
Who the..?
"Fuutarou?"
The quiet voice of Miku called out to the boy as he snapped back to reality. He found himself staring at the cool-headed girl once again. She had made her way back over to them, and Yotsuba was now standing directly next to her.
"Are you okay?" Miku asked.
"I'm... fine..." The boy responded while scratching his head.
A brief silence.
"Fuutarou...be honest."
More silence before Miku continued.
"Are you happy with us?"
Miku and Yotsuba stared at Fuutarou very intently.
The boy, caught off guard, quickly grinned. "You two are a pain in the ass, but I can't say that I've hated being your tutor."
Yotsuba laughed again. Miku smiled warmly. "That's good to hear. We've been enjoying you as well. For all of our life, it's only been just us two."
...Huh? The world circling around Fuutarou seemed to shift for some reason.
"Did you hear me? Just us two."
Six blue eyes suddenly appeared in Fuutarou's memories. He shook his head, and he started feeling sharp pains.
What is going on?
Yotsuba and Miku each grabbed one of Fuutarou's hands.
"Don't forget, Uesugi-san..."
"Don't forget, Fuutarou..."
He gulped.
"It has always been and will always be just us two."
Four blue eyes stared right into Fuutarou's: two of them belonging to the grinning genki girl and the other two belonging to the stoic dandere.
"Yotsuba...Miku..."
The two smiled and spoke in unison.
Just.
Us.
Two.
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Uesugi Fuutarou is not your average male.
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Nakano Miku and Nakano Yotsuba are not your average twins.
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This is not your average story.
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This is the story of the Quintessential Quin- Twins, Nakano Miku and Nakano Yotsuba.
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Were there ever five?
The Nakanos are just twins.
The story starts here.
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End of Prologue