The way Ann was acting was quite endearing, to say the least. Some would view it with many other terms, but she couldnât help but continue to smile. She bowed her head in turn, before tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. She was certain sheâd never talk to someone like Ann under normal circumstances, but that was more because the opportunity had never arisen before. She was very different to her, yet she couldnât find herself minding that fact at all. Her latter statement was even enough to draw a quiet laugh from her lips.
â Iâm not going to dispute that. But⊠As overplayed as it might be,
  normality is just a social construct. It doesnât detract or add to
  a person, only they can do that. â
And Ann was certainly winning her over. Not that it took much, she was just happy she was talking to her more than anything else.
â So, if you donât mind me asking. What brought you here? Did
  you just want to talk? â
Perhaps she wanted to learn more about shogi too, for unknown reasons. It was obviously fairly suspicious, but she was fine with it. She trusted Akira, and speaking to Ann⊠She was beginning to warm up to her already. Whatever intentions they had in mind from what they learned from shogi, they were intentions she trusted.
Hifumiâs smile was not one of formalityâof artificial amusement by and superficial tolerance of her presence in all its overt eccentricities, expression simultaneously as hostile and harsh as it was deliberately neutral; cordiality a masquerade unable to conceal deprecatory intentâof the requisite permission those around her afforded her in their âsolicitudeâ (a consideration for her thoughts and emotions that extended only as far as her earshot). It was earnestâher entertainment at her error sincere but not condescendingâher delight genuine, heartfelt in a communication reminiscent of ( and seldom seen beyond ) a child's expressions ( their features the medium in which their emotions took form and performed themselves, honest and unaffected by the charades enacted around them. ) Hifumiâs cues were more understated, more subtle in their fulfillment (containing none of the capricious ardor of children) but still held that note of indisputable truth. It was enchanting.
But enchantment had the potential to be perilous and perilous it had proved to be, her attention fractured and distraction apparent in her unreliable recollections of only portions of what she had said to her. Something about social subtractionâŠ? Math? Ann hoped not. â Mmhmâ? â A noise of agreement reinforced by a nodâneither of which were especially convincing.
It was then that Hifumi rescued her from her own confusion, asking a question Ann could answer ( or, at the least, fabricate an answer to ) and sparing them both another incident of probable embarrassment. â Noâof course! â Much more certain of herself, her bearing reflected her confidence, posture correcting itself as her body turned the remainder of the angle to face Hifumi. â Sorry. All these random Shujin students approaching you and asking you about shogiââit sounds even weirder out loud but I guess youâre somewhat used to it, huh? â
â I⊠â She had no specific reason. Her decision to come had been more impulse than a strict calculation. â I donât really have a reason? ânot like Kurusu-kun with the shogiâso⊠yeah. I guess it would be to talk. â
â Ohââbut if you donât have the time or if Iâm interrupting or distracting you or something, I can leave! â