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could refer, but I didn’t expect the man to refer to Miyagi that way,
so my reply was delayed.
“By that girl, you mean Miyagi?”
“Who else?” The man furrowed his brow as if displeased by me
speaking her name.
Seeing that, I felt some fondness for the man. So you’re my ally,
huh.
“Let me guess, you’re friendly with Miyagi?”, I asked.
“...Nah. Nothin’ like that. I mean, we’ve never really seen each
other.” The man’s tone suddenly got more docile. “Only talked a
couple of times through documents, that’s all. But I was the one
who bought her time, so I saw her for about ten minutes, long time
ago.”
“What’d you think?”
“Poor girl,” he said plainly. “Really, really pity her.”
He seemed to mean it.
“My lifespan was worth the same as hers. Pitiful, huh?”
“Shaddup, you’re gonna die soon anyway.”
“That’s probably the right way to look at things,” I agreed.
“But that girl, she sold the thing she absolutely shouldn’t’ve sold.
She was only ten then, you couldn’t expect her to make a rational
choice. And now the poor girl’s gotta keep hangin’ around
desperate guys like you.”
“...So takin’ it back - you ain’t givin’ her any trouble, are you?
Depending on your answer, your last months might get a helluva lot
less comfy.”