[In a way, he reminds her so much of Kazuma-sama, but. Not so much the Kazuma-sama she knew, but the one she always imagined he might be. If he achieved whatever his great dreams were, if he found a way to shake off that restless determination and if his happiness felt a little more genuine. She had always liked the idea of having an older brother, since the first day he came to live with them, but . . . Well done, Judicial Assistant Mikotoba. She always knew, at least a part of her, that he didn't - or wouldn't - see things that way.
She sits on the ground, legs crossed, and bows her head, eyes closed.]
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She sits on the ground, legs crossed, and bows her head, eyes closed.]
I think I understand the principal. I will try.