[Misora manages a smile as Mako approaches. Despite the way it looks, she doesn't mind the company. She simply didn't want to be sitting at the tables where the smell of food was stronger and making her a touch queasy.]
What a mess, huh. Senhime-san really didn't seem like the type at all.
[And in the end, that's the part that keeps making her question whether she's learned anything at all from the past.]
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[Misora manages a smile as Mako approaches. Despite the way it looks, she doesn't mind the company. She simply didn't want to be sitting at the tables where the smell of food was stronger and making her a touch queasy.]
What a mess, huh. Senhime-san really didn't seem like the type at all.
[And in the end, that's the part that keeps making her question whether she's learned anything at all from the past.]