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Kaoru Mizutani: White Rabbit

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Published: Apr 7, 2013

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So, my scanner just decided to hate me and break. Luckily, I have my trusty iPad to email the picture to myself. If you're in Gakuen Okoku, you know that Kaoru is the White Rabbit in Wonderland. There is one specific reason why I liked Kaoru as the White Rabbit.

Do you ever wonder why the White Rabbit was so late? Well, Kaoru realized that it was a wonderful day to relax and ended up falling asleep. Before she knew it, she was late for a very important date~!

I might color this picture~

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