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The next morning, Tsukiyama felt shaky, but somehow impassioned. She walked with a spring in her step, and breathed in her surroundings a bit more while walking down the hallway to her homeroom class.  "Oh, Tsukiyama!", a girl called to her from a circle of girls. She was quite similar in appearance to Tsukiyama, with the same pale moonstone gem protruding from her body, and other small similarities; though also a handful of traits unique to each girl. "Good morning, Shimizu.", she replied with a smile. Looking around at the others, it was apparent that they were all moonstones as well. "Is it true that you're going to use your psychic po