[ Her heart is so earnest, so open and receptive to the struggles of others β they still don't really know each other all that well, do they? She wouldn't have a clue why his shadow is taunting him in the way that it is, and that's been by design. By not sharing his struggles, his pain, he protects himself, too. He protects her. After all, who is he, if he isn't shouldering the burden alone? If he isn't the Strongest?
Still, she's trying to help him. She's just that kind of person. She just has that kind of heart. ]
You tell him, the bastard β
[ The voice has changed back again, to the soft-spoken one from before. "But why would I do that? Then Satoru will be lonely again."
Stop it, he tries to spit, but the words stick to his throat. Taking advantage of his paralysis, the shadow instead springs up from the vortex at their feet, lunging for Sumina instead. ]
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Still, she's trying to help him. She's just that kind of person. She just has that kind of heart. ]
You tell him, the bastard β
[ The voice has changed back again, to the soft-spoken one from before. "But why would I do that? Then Satoru will be lonely again."
Stop it, he tries to spit, but the words stick to his throat. Taking advantage of his paralysis, the shadow instead springs up from the vortex at their feet, lunging for Sumina instead. ]