The hat is really cute. [Better than a corsage, bonnet, or beret, at any rate. Turns out that nothing can beat the classics.
Yasu had already known that the circle had been broken, for her if no one else. Her destiny was hers, the chains that had once bound her to an ouroboros of narrative broken the moment she set foot in Ira Academy.
But hearing it in such a simple way still puts a wide smile on her face.]
Y- Yeah!
Hm... hold on, mind if I...
[Moving excruciatingly carefully so as not to disturb Kakuya, Yasu fishes out her own sketchbook and opens it to a blank page. She starts drawing a table, then chairs, then two women sitting down and drinking tea: "Beatrice," and a woman with long, flowing hair, a frilly dress, a bonnet, and a mischievous expression. She happily hums the whole time, half-lost in a world of her own.]
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Yasu had already known that the circle had been broken, for her if no one else. Her destiny was hers, the chains that had once bound her to an ouroboros of narrative broken the moment she set foot in Ira Academy.
But hearing it in such a simple way still puts a wide smile on her face.]
Y- Yeah!
Hm... hold on, mind if I...
[Moving excruciatingly carefully so as not to disturb Kakuya, Yasu fishes out her own sketchbook and opens it to a blank page. She starts drawing a table, then chairs, then two women sitting down and drinking tea: "Beatrice," and a woman with long, flowing hair, a frilly dress, a bonnet, and a mischievous expression. She happily hums the whole time, half-lost in a world of her own.]