Uh huh. [ No, they're not like sand castles at all... ] But they're bigger! We have to make big snowballs and put them one on top of another. Three should do. The base should be... [ She gestures with her hands to show him. ] This big?
[ She starts making her own snowball as well—a smaller one to put on top of the one Yata is making. ]
I fight. [ Without hesitation. ] I fight when they ask me to. But it's not like I knew what to do as soon as I arrived. I thought about it for a while, you know?
[ He nods to acknowledge her words, but otherwise stays quiet. He'd really only been curious since he hadn't explicitly talked to Mikoto about it all yet.
Yata starts rolling the snowball around to make it grow, moving with it and filling in any uneven spots (while looking at Kougyoku's work through his peripheral). ]
Actually, I didn't want to fight at all. It wasn't my battle. Saving my world - that wasn't my responsibility. I don't even know what I can do for myself. But then I thought... maybe this was it.
[ He'll find a small smile there. She doesn't look up from her work until she asks, ]
Haaaa, nothing as cool as that. [ He flashes a smile over before looking back to the snow. ]
I'm not sure. I'll fight because Mikoto-san will be fighting, and I don't wanna just sit around when there's people I want to protect, but I don't really believe in their fight. Not yet, at least...
I suppose we have every reason to doubt them as much as they want our trust. It's just, this situation is what I want to prevent back home. A united world... [ She can only imagine the wars they fought to reach this point. ]
Not all soldiers believe in the cause they fight for, but I think it's still possible for them to find their strength somewhere. [ Though knowing Yata, he'd probably keep rallying behind Mikoto. She'd do the same if it was for her brother, but in this case... ] In someone, or in themselves.
[ She is so focused on the conversation that she's stopped working on her snowball. ]
[ He listens intently, following her words with a nod even if she wasn't looking. ]
We should make a promise to stick together, Kou-chan. [ It's spoken softly, Yata using the monotony behind rolling a snowball to help him stay focused on his thoughts. ] I mean, supporting each other, that kinda thing... in case one of us starts to lose ourselves or wants to give up in the middle of all the fighting, we can count on the other to be that strength and pull us back.
[ He wasn't used to addressing serious topics, and admittedly he was a little nervous about saying that aloud. ] Does that sound dumb?
[ While thinking about the battles ahead, there was one thing she failed to consider—that she had a friend who fought by her side. Knowing this now, she places a hand over her chest, as if trying to stop herself from feeling this much joy and relief. As she looks at the ground, she raises her little finger toward Yata, waiting for him to take it. ]
Yeah, I think so. Put yours on top. [ a beat. ] Maybe we can make it a smaller snowman with just two balls for a body, even though Mikoto-san is really tall.
[ She places her snowball on top of Yata's. What now... Ah, right. She gets gathers rocks and sticks for the snowman's eyes and mouth and places them on the smaller snowball.
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Yeah! I've never made one with someone else before!
[ Okay, she thinks it's cool. ]
We can make it look like King Mikoto!
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I've never actually made one, so you're gonna have to teach me! It's kinda like a sand castle, right? [ But round... ]
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Uh huh. [ No, they're not like sand castles at all... ] But they're bigger! We have to make big snowballs and put them one on top of another. Three should do. The base should be... [ She gestures with her hands to show him. ] This big?
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Hey... do you know what you're gonna do in this place? [ Nothing like pleasant (serious?!) chitchat while playing with snow. ]
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I fight. [ Without hesitation. ] I fight when they ask me to. But it's not like I knew what to do as soon as I arrived. I thought about it for a while, you know?
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Yata starts rolling the snowball around to make it grow, moving with it and filling in any uneven spots (while looking at Kougyoku's work through his peripheral). ]
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[ He'll find a small smile there. She doesn't look up from her work until she asks, ]
What about you?
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Haaaa, nothing as cool as that. [ He flashes a smile over before looking back to the snow. ]
I'm not sure. I'll fight because Mikoto-san will be fighting, and I don't wanna just sit around when there's people I want to protect, but I don't really believe in their fight. Not yet, at least...
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Not all soldiers believe in the cause they fight for, but I think it's still possible for them to find their strength somewhere. [ Though knowing Yata, he'd probably keep rallying behind Mikoto. She'd do the same if it was for her brother, but in this case... ] In someone, or in themselves.
[ She is so focused on the conversation that she's stopped working on her snowball. ]
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We should make a promise to stick together, Kou-chan. [ It's spoken softly, Yata using the monotony behind rolling a snowball to help him stay focused on his thoughts. ] I mean, supporting each other, that kinda thing... in case one of us starts to lose ourselves or wants to give up in the middle of all the fighting, we can count on the other to be that strength and pull us back.
[ He wasn't used to addressing serious topics, and admittedly he was a little nervous about saying that aloud. ] Does that sound dumb?
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[ While thinking about the battles ahead, there was one thing she failed to consider—that she had a friend who fought by her side. Knowing this now, she places a hand over her chest, as if trying to stop herself from feeling this much joy and relief. As she looks at the ground, she raises her little finger toward Yata, waiting for him to take it. ]
But we must pinky swear on it.
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Heh, it's a promise!
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Now you can't break it, or something bad will happen! But it's okay. I'll protect you.
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Why is it embarrassing when you say it? Just get back to work!
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Are your hands freezing yet?
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[ She places her snowball on top of Yata's. What now... Ah, right. She gets gathers rocks and sticks for the snowman's eyes and mouth and places them on the smaller snowball.
... The snowman looks happy.
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... It's missing something. Can we make a snow cigarette?
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Kougyoku looks up from putting the jacket Yata gave her on the snowman after putting sticks for arms in it. ]
Wouldn't one made out of snow break? But if we make it out of ice, I can try.
[ She takes her hairpin out. ]
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Yeah, yeah! That'd be perfect!
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With the tip of her hairpin, Kougyoku makes the Mikoto snowman a cigarette made of ice and sticks it in its mouth. ]
There! I think we did good.
[ IT DOESN'T LOOK LIKE MIKOTO AT ALL ]
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We did! It's the best snowman I've ever seen. Get closer to it so I can take a picture.
[ Fetching his tablet, yes. Their work needed to be shown off. ]
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