[The word 'parents' almost slipped off her mind. She didn't want to reminiscence about them. They were gone, just like she was. Both of them, dead.
As was she. It wasn't like she even considered pretending to be a mere adolescent. No matter how many times Kudo emphasized the fact that she should act like one, she just didn't want to. It was dysfunctional.
...She was already dead, and she'd already given up. Even if she had given her writing arm to Kudo. ]
Mm. I wonder. [Her voice was cold, and apathetic.]
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As was she. It wasn't like she even considered pretending to be a mere adolescent. No matter how many times Kudo emphasized the fact that she should act like one, she just didn't want to. It was dysfunctional.
...She was already dead, and she'd already given up. Even if she had given her writing arm to Kudo. ]
Mm. I wonder. [Her voice was cold, and apathetic.]