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αѕαgαмι ƒυנιησ (浅上藤乃) ([personal profile] fujino) wrote in [community profile] sweethymns 2015-05-07 06:48 am (UTC)

[His answer is... Reassuring. She's not sure how else to put it. Her relief is shown through her hand holding onto his, a light squeeze of the fingers.

It's as if she was saying, "Good." Because it was a good thing and thus this person was good. In a way, she almost feels guilty, because here is this man who has made lines for himself not to cross while the majority of her life was spent doing nothing worthwhile and then all of a sudden everything became distorted in a short amount of time. There were no lines to begin with for Fujino; she simply didn't understand the weight at that time.

She hopes this man can keep it that way. He's doing something worthwhile even if it was painful.

As for his question, Fujino shakes her head.
]

No. I'm here in this city with my family. I wasn't expecting the night to turn out like this.

[She's telling the truth. There's very little about her voice or body language that suggests otherwise.]

I suppose misfortune decided to land upon me again.

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