[Kazuki didn't understand. How could someone be born and raised to be hated? He had to repeat her final words in his head several times before they made any sense to him.]
[Trying to find a reply was even harder. His mouth opened to begin speaking a few times, but no sound emerged. Nothing he could think of really felt right. There was no way he could match her suffering with his own words.]
...Even if you think you're awful, I don't... I don't see how you could blame yourself for something you were forced to do.
[He has no idea what it was, but despite the chilling feeling that it would be something unfathomable to him... Kazuki saw this sad, distant girl, and as began to understand a small fraction of her suffering, he knew it was nothing she was proud of.]
nah my dude I eat this shit for breakfast
[Trying to find a reply was even harder. His mouth opened to begin speaking a few times, but no sound emerged. Nothing he could think of really felt right. There was no way he could match her suffering with his own words.]
...Even if you think you're awful, I don't... I don't see how you could blame yourself for something you were forced to do.
[He has no idea what it was, but despite the chilling feeling that it would be something unfathomable to him... Kazuki saw this sad, distant girl, and as began to understand a small fraction of her suffering, he knew it was nothing she was proud of.]