That's true. I would regret not taking as many photos if I found out in the end that I could take them back home with me.
[The kouribake still doesn't show any signs of anxiety. Was it because she could tell that Jotaro was trying to figure her out but didn't care? Or was she oblivious to it altogether? Only she could say.]
Oh, wow. I happen to work in one of the jazz clubs in Nippon. I'm a singer there, but I also like opera.
[While this is all info she's getting from the original Lucy and Nyuu's memories, the kouribake is still fond of singing and opera in her reality.]
As for my dad, he was never in the picture. [She shows Jotaro a sad smile.] I mean, he was around, but only physically. He didn't like my horns.
[When the kouribake had asked about Jotaro's family, she didn't go in without the intention of sharing something about her own in return.]
He - [Back to back, bloody images of her family's living room flash in her mind, along with her father's decapitated head. For the first time, the kouribake's gentle expression cracks as her eyes grow wide and she feels the beginnings of sweat on her forehead.]
H-He...
[Why is this happening now? Back in her reality, the kouribake hadn't suffered a panic attack for years. The rise and fall of her chest quickens as she begins to hyperventilate, making small high pitched gasps.]
I-I'm sorry...! [The kouribake shakes her head and covers her mouth with one hand. Her eyes scrunch up as tears begin to form.] I don't mean to b-break down like this.
CW: panic attack; past patricide; hinted past abuse
[The kouribake still doesn't show any signs of anxiety. Was it because she could tell that Jotaro was trying to figure her out but didn't care? Or was she oblivious to it altogether? Only she could say.]
Oh, wow. I happen to work in one of the jazz clubs in Nippon. I'm a singer there, but I also like opera.
[While this is all info she's getting from the original Lucy and Nyuu's memories, the kouribake is still fond of singing and opera in her reality.]
As for my dad, he was never in the picture. [She shows Jotaro a sad smile.] I mean, he was around, but only physically. He didn't like my horns.
[When the kouribake had asked about Jotaro's family, she didn't go in without the intention of sharing something about her own in return.]
He - [Back to back, bloody images of her family's living room flash in her mind, along with her father's decapitated head. For the first time, the kouribake's gentle expression cracks as her eyes grow wide and she feels the beginnings of sweat on her forehead.]
H-He...
[Why is this happening now? Back in her reality, the kouribake hadn't suffered a panic attack for years. The rise and fall of her chest quickens as she begins to hyperventilate, making small high pitched gasps.]
I-I'm sorry...! [The kouribake shakes her head and covers her mouth with one hand. Her eyes scrunch up as tears begin to form.] I don't mean to b-break down like this.