[ She has a hunch she isn't the first. This time, it is Kougyoku who can't find the right words to say. Should she feel happy? In the end, the past is past, so it only seems right to be. Yet a warning in the back of her mind keeps her from telling him what she wants to say. Fushimi's words still echo clearly: he cares for nothing else but—
But, there's something in the way Yata is that tells her otherwise. ]
Mm.
[ Ah, this isn't good. Even when she already knows what to believe in, the words won't come out. ]
I'm... really dumb, I couldn't think of a nickname. Sorry.
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But, there's something in the way Yata is that tells her otherwise. ]
Mm.
[ Ah, this isn't good. Even when she already knows what to believe in, the words won't come out. ]
I'm... really dumb, I couldn't think of a nickname. Sorry.
[ ...She couldn't say it. ]