Yui, what do you think of your mom? :D
“my mother?”
yui is quiet for a long moment. she looks down, fixating her stare on her feet. what’s she supposed to think of her mother? she’s… not sure. her mother was upset and mean a lot, no matter how much yui tried to take care of stuff or fix things.
yui… doesn’t like thinking about her mother. it makes her sad that she couldn’t understand what was making her mother upset all the time. now, her mother’s gone away to some other place and yui feels like she won’t ever know.
“she was sad and mean all the time no matter how much i tried to help… i… don’t know where she went…” yui puffs up her cheeks, sheepishly looking away. “but it’s okay. i like mrs. amano better. she’s nicer.”











