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rokuhara sent this to kageaki , and it has caused him to enter an internal conflict about honor and how he doesn't deserve it .
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' i am a hypocrite . '
he thought this to himself as he guided her to a small inn that served as his temporary place of residence . while his stride was confident and didn't break , his mind was filled with doubts about his actions , for he knew his own sins well .
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that explained a lot as she furthered examined his figure, he seemed rather stoic yet burdened by old skeletons. xn--cont-b9cbbb.xn--6ii/
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did he think this would allow him to repent , even if he could help this girl ?
there were a couple of worrying glances as he guided sadako to his room .
out of concern for whatever condition she seemed to be afflicted with and to the man who marched like a bull .
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the man furrowed his brows , but he didn't comment . he had no room to complain , and this was better than the possible alternative . indeed , anything but the alternative was superior. . .
" yes , that is fine . should i call you ' vanilla ' in that case ? "
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he shook his head .
" you may call me whatever it is you want . to speak my name while we're in a tranquil state such as this would be a shame , and it is i who shouldn't be so impolite . that said , i don't believe i should give you my name . "
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on him appeared to be no symbol of faith , nor religion . he wasn't a father , nor was he even a practitioner . at this point , faith was a foreign concept . the dark garbs that he was clad in seemed militaristic , and his build would lend himself to that theory .
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❛ ah ... ❜ nodding, knees straightened as she stood up to her feet —— barefoot; head cocked to one side as she caught sight xn--cont-b9cbbb.xn--6ii/
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no — what caused his hesitation was something else , something much more primal that existed in this forlorn husk that pretends to be a man : a sort of grief . deep and vast and endless .
although , he would never be able to convey such feelings . he couldn't .
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there was a small bit of deliberation from kageaki as he remained silent despite her question . it didn't seem as if he was ignoring her ; rather , it was more that he was contemplating his answer .
" my name is not worth speaking . "
he spoke , bluntly .
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as he took her hand , he winced ever - so slightly and bit down on his lip . there was an air of melancholy that surrounded him , and there was almost even hesitation — as if he wanted to retract his hand .
nonetheless , he assured himself that this much was fine .
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he knew .
he knew all too well the feeling of fighting for one's own life down to tooth and nail , but still being unable to succeed . he didn't pity her for what she may have gone through . he didn't . yet. . . he couldn't ignore the desire to lend his aid .
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paper ﹠ pen stuffed into her dress, hiding them; concealed hand reached outward in order to take his. sadako felt oddly at ease. xn--cont-b9cbbb.xn--6ii/
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" no , this cup will be sufficient . i shouldn't ask for more than this much — it would be wrong for someone like me to do so . i appreciate your offer , nonetheless . "
with that said , he took his time to savor the cup of exquisitie tea he was given .
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