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“—and that is why, ladies and gentlemen of the jury, my clients are innocent of the crime they’ve been falsely accused of,” Haruhi concludes, a little out of breath from the emphasis and force she had put into her opening statement.
However, instead of silence, she hears clapping from behind her and with a spike in irritation she turns to confirm that it is, indeed, her boyfriend-slash-client Tamaki Suoh, tears in his eyes and a dopey smile plastered over his face.
She casts a look to Kyouya, her other boyfriend-slash-client, and Kyouya, arms previously crossed, snatches Tamaki’s hands in one of his mid-clap.