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[Misaki has brought a bat, a ball and a dog--one that vaguely resembles the puppy she adopted during her experiment, though it's a full-sized, sand-colored animal now, one ear flopped and the other up straight and alert.]
[Misaki bounces a red ball twice before knocking it into the distance with her bat. The dog whines, prances. She laughs.]
All right, Haruki. Get!
[And he takes off, rocketing after the ball as it rolls to halt, skidding around, and racing back. He drops it at her feet and sits, barking.]
No, hey, stop that. Haruki, silent. [And the dog shuts up.] Good boy.
[Misaki bounces a red ball twice before knocking it into the distance with her bat. The dog whines, prances. She laughs.]
All right, Haruki. Get!
[And he takes off, rocketing after the ball as it rolls to halt, skidding around, and racing back. He drops it at her feet and sits, barking.]
No, hey, stop that. Haruki, silent. [And the dog shuts up.] Good boy.