[Kyoko shoots him a glare when he pushes her off, ready to abandon any potential gains by complaining to him about how he treats girls, but she doesn't quite make it that far before he pulls her back in.
The world really is made up of little things. Little pieces of happiness and sad things, little coincidences that lead to great gains, or otherwise misfortunes. When he ruffles her hair, she can't help but smile. It's nostalgic.]
Thanks. Or should I say sorry?
[If she didn't understand, she would be happy. She's sure he's the same way. Czes, too, but she thinks that it's a little different with him.]
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The world really is made up of little things. Little pieces of happiness and sad things, little coincidences that lead to great gains, or otherwise misfortunes. When he ruffles her hair, she can't help but smile. It's nostalgic.]
Thanks. Or should I say sorry?
[If she didn't understand, she would be happy. She's sure he's the same way. Czes, too, but she thinks that it's a little different with him.]
... Having you around isn't too bad, I guess.