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Sirius:  Grins all around him as the gradually warming atmosphere infected others, making Sirius tremble in even greater embarrassment. "I—I expected everyone to laugh, but even so, I can’t seem to look you in the face. But thank you for listening. Thank you, and also, I have a request."
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Audience:  "A request?"
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Sirius:  "I am so sorry. Could I ask you to put up with me while I try to confirm love?" Fidgeting, Sirius rubbed the chains from both hands together as she made that request. The pathetic sight elicited a collective that’s all? from the audience.
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Subaru:  His heart warmed by the sight, he politely nodded.
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Sirius:  "Really?! Thank you, thank you, and also sorry. The world truly is kind. It is kind and filled with love. I am grateful I can savor the feeling like this. We are capable of permitting and yielding to one another. That is why I say not only thank you but I am sorry."
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Swordswoman:  "We get it already! Sirius, what are you gonna do now?"
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Sirius:  "Ahhh, so sorry!" Sirius looked deeply moved when the swordswoman with the eye patch over one eye jeered at her. The voice was casual, as if she was speaking to a friend she’d known for a decade or a classmate at a girls’ school, which seemed to help Sirius relax. As if finally remembering something, Sirius walked to the time tower window from which she had emerged, reaching her arms inside the structure. And then—
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Sirius:  "I am so sorry to have kept you waiting. Come on—right this way." Calling out with a gentle voice, Sirius pulled something from beyond the window. Thrashing in Sirius’s arms was a tiny, moaning figure—a boy still early in years, his entire body firmly bound. The child, ten years old give or take, was wrapped in chains from his ankles to his shoulders; there were blood droplets where a chain had bit into his mouth. He was desperately moving what he could above his neck, tears coursing in some kind of muffled plea.
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Sirius:  "I am so sorry this is so confining. But you are a boy, so you must not cry. I wished to keep that a secret between us, but you are drenched. Now everyone will know your shame."
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Boy:  "Nn—! Nnn! !"
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Audience:  "Yeah—! It’s embarrassin’—! !""You’re a boy! Don’t cry, don’t cry! !""There’s only three times in a man’s life that he can cry, ha-ha-ha!" Warm voices called out to the tearful boy as the audience joined Sirius in trying to console him. Overcoming the urge to be scared and cry from small frights was something everyone had to go through. There was no malice involved, but a number of the comments were rather lacking in delicacy.
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Sirius:  "Yes, yes, everyone, please do not say such things.