[ It's a stupid system, but it's the circumstances they all have to work with. Competition is a bit much, but it comes much easier— much more naturally— than cooperation does amongst groups of people split by class, or by familiarity, or by grade, or by club, people banding together in small groups but never as a cohesive whole. That level of cooperation is simply impossible with so many people. ]
What note?
[ She asks the question sharply, staring at the armband same as the one pinned around her own sleeve. Her gaze flickers to Natsume for a split second, but then trains on Shuichi again. Does he think more than one person was involved? It's possible, but she can't say for sure without knowing all the details. It bothers her, though, to see the armband away from its owner. ]
...and why you? What makes you so special, Saihara?
[ If not to frame, then it must be to send a message. Something only Shuichi can figure out. ]
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What note?
[ She asks the question sharply, staring at the armband same as the one pinned around her own sleeve. Her gaze flickers to Natsume for a split second, but then trains on Shuichi again. Does he think more than one person was involved? It's possible, but she can't say for sure without knowing all the details. It bothers her, though, to see the armband away from its owner. ]
...and why you? What makes you so special, Saihara?
[ If not to frame, then it must be to send a message. Something only Shuichi can figure out. ]