[There's a long pause where the host seems to be debating something, before he reaches for Nanami's hand and pulls her into a hug.]
Stay strong, Chiaki-chan. [As he hugs her, she'll feel him subtly slip a piece of paper up her sleeve where he's holding her hand, the movement hidden by the embrace. He lets go and nods to her.]
I'll see you tomorrow at the trial. [And with that, he'll leave the room.]
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Stay strong, Chiaki-chan. [As he hugs her, she'll feel him subtly slip a piece of paper up her sleeve where he's holding her hand, the movement hidden by the embrace. He lets go and nods to her.]
I'll see you tomorrow at the trial. [And with that, he'll leave the room.]