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her mother said she was too delicate for this job. utahime was a child of feeble heart. she never shed a tear when she fell down and skinned her knees yet she would cry when an animal was wounded or left to rot on the side of a street. she has experienced loss too. she grew up with the same people ieiri mourns and as much as she wasn't IMPERATIVE to their bond, they all still made significant stays in hers. iori does not yet know how to voice this. to plead a case to shoko that does not sound SELFISH and dismissive of the other's own tragedies. ❛ i meant what i said. ❜
❛ you . . . i don't think i can do this without you. ❜ stomach twists of something juvenile. soured insides. bitter tongue. utahime has better luck hiring mei than having a night in with her. gakuganji is old now. brittle from battles that were never to be won in his lifetime. kusakabe, the prime and true definition of coworker, could not measure up to the way she had felt for the others. for shoko. it felt unfair. disingenuous to say she would be okay without ieiri. that somehow three people on kyoto campus outweighed the people she had also grown alongside with.
@koseigu .