[ At the sound of her name, she flinches a bit and falls silent. She ducks her head a little - she can't bear to meet that piercing gaze of his, especially not right now. Not when she knows that he's right.
She might be an idol, but it's not like she's pure. She's told him over and over by now that she's dirty and hopeless and if he can see through her that clearly, he must have some idea of what that means.
And it's not like selling off her body to anyone who'll have it is new to her. Just how much money has Strawberry Productions made off the promise of her hands, her smile, a few minutes worth of basking in her presence? That process of buying and selling pretend intimacy is exactly what being an idol is about. Isn't this just more of the same? A necessary transaction of intimacy? ]
I...
[ So why is she hesitating? ]
I know. I don't know. [ an empty, self defeating answer. ] I mean...
[ She swallows hard. ]
We both know it won't stop there. It won't be that easy.
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She might be an idol, but it's not like she's pure. She's told him over and over by now that she's dirty and hopeless and if he can see through her that clearly, he must have some idea of what that means.
And it's not like selling off her body to anyone who'll have it is new to her. Just how much money has Strawberry Productions made off the promise of her hands, her smile, a few minutes worth of basking in her presence? That process of buying and selling pretend intimacy is exactly what being an idol is about. Isn't this just more of the same? A necessary transaction of intimacy? ]
I...
[ So why is she hesitating? ]
I know. I don't know. [ an empty, self defeating answer. ] I mean...
[ She swallows hard. ]
We both know it won't stop there. It won't be that easy.
[ "It won't be just mana transfer." ]