week two | dates

[marriagebroker]

Kiss the girl~!

Or guy.

Or person.

Or Messmer's snake.

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[irreversal]

[ ...It takes her a while to answer. They're even served their curry in that time, and Shoko only offers a slight of nod of thanks towards the staff as they're left with such adorable plates of curry... ]

I saw how my classmates came to be alone. Like a wall had come up around them, and nothing could get through or touch them.

[ As she picks up her spoon to start eating the cute curry... ]

[poans]

[He studies the manner in which the rice has been plated, staring into the unassuming smile of the dog portrayed by its shape. Neither his chin nor eyes raise at Shoko's answer.]

A wall . . .

[irreversal]

[ No hesitation as she digs her spoon right into Pompompurin's cute lil face. ]

Mm, a wall. Do you understand what I mean by it?

[poans]

[He dips the spoon into the sauce next to the rice.]

The walls I knew were white.

[ . . . which is to say that he perhaps doesn't.]

[irreversal]

[ ... yeah, maybe not. ]

Maybe it's like when you were walking. They were so focused on just moving one foot in front of the other to take them away from where they were, and never noticed that there were people trying to walk alongside them.

[ And in this case, Shoko had been that person. She was there, too. But there had been an insurmountable distance that she couldn't overcome, and because she couldn't, her friends thought they had no choice but to be alone. ]

[poans]

[She was there. To witness such a change, she must've walked beside them for some time.]

Then those walls remained standing.

[ . . . all the way to the end, whether through separation or death.]

[irreversal]

That's right. So you get it a little bit, now.

[ She finally takes a bite of the curry, and surprisingly? It's delicious. ]

Because of that... I guess I don't like seeing when someone is ending up that way. Maybe that's why I keep talking to you like this. By the way, don't forget to eat your curry. It's really good.

[poans]

[At her reminder, he scoops a spoonful of rice from the side of the mascot and partakes of it. As she says, it's good. However . . . ]

Bother not. Though we may share paths now, they will soon diverge with the game's conclusion.

[irreversal]

[ Well, then. She might have failed this persuasion check, but she still feels good about this talk, and she feels even better now that there's delicious curry to eat. ]

Probably. But the Yi Sang who'll walk away from this at the end won't be the same Yi Sang that arrived. I'm sure of it.