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Inbox of Minato Arisato, #3630FF.

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[She's definitely not going to find a 'but' out of him, because Minato's eyes are fixed on the shrine, and he seems completely, totally sincere here.

Because... it is.

He pauses for a moment, trying to think of the words he wants here.]

It has nothing to do with where I live. I just think... you can really tell when a home is loved.

[There are mansions that are beautiful, sure, but they're cold too--they exist to be admired, but not to be lived in.]

I think a shrine like this must really be loved by the people who live in it... and that makes it beautiful. That's all.

CAL HOW DARE U 1/2

[osuni]

[minato confirmed not to be a shack person




just a good person



that's even worse!!!!!

Okuni did not sign up for these sudden feelings. She has a strict amount of them at a time and only dwells when necessary. Thinking about the shrine always leads to thinking about her mother and Baren, and but Vvery rarely does she think of the shrine without thinking of it burning down, of Botan never bothering to appear again, of the villagers that curse its name, of Baren's crying face.

It's not as if Okuni hates all of that. Whether it's pain or happiness, Okuni thinks that she'll love that place regardless.

It's just... rare.

To hear those words. To be reminded of when Baren and her and her mother were happy, without anything else looming above those memories.]

[osuni]

[And for it to be said from someone else -- someone who doesn't immediately hate her and Baren and the Kumou name and the shrine for all of the misery it supposedly represents....

Okuni snaps open her fan and......... immediately hides her face.]

. . . .

[that way he can't see her flustered expression!!! HER EARS ARE RED!!!!]

I'm leaving!

[SHE

CAN'T HANDLE THIS

THIS IS TOO MUCH DERE

SHE HAS TO LEAVE]

[messianic]

[BYE OKUNI. Minato's familiar with when people have an emotional reaction to something; he knows when to push and when to stop pushing, and so quietly, he offers a small smile and nods to himself.]

... Talk to you later, Okuni-san.

[And peacefully, he'll head off in the other direction, and give Okuni time to come to terms with things on her own.]