PREVIEW

... ion. If that was the real opening song, rather than think it was the real singer singing it, it was at the level where you would mistake it for a CD playing the song.

“Next, I want to sing Nyaa Piece’s ending theme desu!”

“Another song? - Wait, I don’t know that song. Sheena, you always skip the ending and the preview for the next episode.”

“The preview is a spoiler after all desu. In that case, I will show it now, senpai!”

It seemed like Sheena No.3 referred to F ...

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