[ the translator makes a small noise of surprise when her– now blushing– face is squished, blinking and scrunching her nose a bit. ]
❝ !! … ?? ❞
“How are you so pure…?”
❝ … ❞
[ this is too embarrassing for her to even try and answer– she can’t write in the notebook, let alone start signing out a sentence. her face simply softens, growing more and more on the embarrassed side. she can’t even make eye contact now, either. ]
“People get annoyed at you because of that and they think it’s rude that you write down what you need to say..? That…makes no sense whatsoever. What do they expect you to do? Just sit there and not interact..? People like that are..terrible.”
[ she nods, looking away and shrugging. she writes down something else in the notepad and shows her again. ]
❛ i’m… not quite sure. it’s confusing, and they usually just go away after that. i’m not sure what to do after that. ❜
[ kotone angrily sticks her shovel in the ground, flinging dirt behind her after loosening it up. she’s trying to tend to the garden, but… she can’t focus because that stupid song is stuck in her head. ]