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Mion Sonozaki ✦ Higurashi no Naku koro niRESIDENCE ✦ Residency
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Uncle Mion here~! Can't answer right now, but just leave a message... that's what they say for things like this, right? Ahaha!
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[ perhaps satoko isn't speaking about takano any longer. ]
When one's hands are as dirtied as hers- [ -ours- ] -they cease to be human. Knowing that, would you still want to understand?
umineko spoilers here too, just a little
[Mion's frown deepens at the way Satoko speaks about the situation. Is she really talking about Takano any more?]
I don't agree with that. That... even if someone has done many atrocious things, that they stop being human. They did those things because they were human in the first place, after all.
[She knows Takano is.
She knows Satoko is.
And she knows that Beatrice - no, Sayo - is.
That's why she can say that with full confidence, even if they may refer to themselves as anything less - or more - than human.]
But - yes. Maybe our views don't align... but that doesn't mean I won't stop trying to understand.
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and an equal part of her wants desperately to agree. she only did what she did to try and hold onto rika - in a twisted, sick way, yes, but the intent was the same nonetheless. she lost track of that along the way, but that doesn't make her any less human, does it? even now, thinking of mion's body in the sonozaki halls, of shion's strangled corpse... it sickens her. the wounds are still fresh, even after this long.
the witch named satoko hojo falls silent. the human named satoko hojo stays quiet. and when someone finally speaks, it is just satoko hojo - the girl satoko hojo, all superfluous parts stripped away. or perhaps all those parts have folded back into a whole, just for a moment. ]
I... I hurt so many people, Mion-san. More than you could possibly comprehend. [ her voice wavers as she speaks. ] I don't think I can give you context for all I've done. There simply isn't enough time in the world.
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I wonder...
[Could she truly understand it? The idea of Satoko hurting many people... yeah, she sees that. But how many was it? How many worlds? How many times did 'Mion Sonozaki' get hurt by the girl in front of her? How many times did her beloved friends, the ones she cared about the most get hurt?
And then there's Shion -
Someone who loves Satoshi as much as she did.
...What is she going to think of this? It pains her to even dare to think of it. But that isn't the point of it all, is it? Mion takes a deep breath out, straightening herself a bit.
When she speaks up again, it isn't as the cold Sonozaki leader. While there may be traces of her putting distance between her emotions and the words that she speaks for a moment, there's still something there that is much more friendly than strict.]
But that's why you want to make up for it, right? Maybe there isn't enough time in the world to tell me everything, Satoko. I think that time is better best placed in improving yourself as a person and working your way up to become better.
However - if there are things that you do want to say, I'll listen. Just know that you don't have to.
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[ "i didn't want to hurt any of you." can she even say that anymore? she's not sure. a part of her never wanted that, but a part of her did, didn't it? and so she doesn't try to say it, choosing instead to focus on the way forward. ]
My choice? If it was truly my choice, then I wouldn't say anything. [ for a number of reasons. for convenience. to avoid further pain. and, perhaps most importantly- ] To live in loops... It's the worst kind of poison. A sickness that never stops growing. A power no human should be allowed to keep.
[ a power that she would never let go of, even knowing all of that. ]
You've seen one fragment already, haven't you? And I can't imagine it was one you enjoyed seeing. [ she sighs. ] No, I think the kindest thing I can do is just... Work towards making things right. Assuming that's even possible, at this point.
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[Mion is quiet for a good few moments, because that pause? The way she doesn't finish that sentence? It definitely has some implications that Mion doesn't like, but she decides not to linger, even if it's something that she certainly isn't going to forget if she can help it.
When she speaks up again, it's with another shift in her voice; serious, cold-cut, distanced.]
And yet, people who are human were given that. I suppose in a way, for those who suffer in loops, that's the real curse.
[Then... there's that question.]
I have. But - [There's that pause, not out of hesitance, but rather of something a little more thoughtful.] Just because I didn't like or enjoy seeing it, it's the same as anything else in life. After all, life's not perfect or will always be enjoyable. Sure, we work to make things fun, but that doesn't mean that it'll always be that way.
And more than that, I don't have any regrets in seeing it.
[In experiencing what she did.]
Even if it was painful...
[Because it was. Being hurt by Kei-chan like that, and knowing that even though she was upset that he hadn't given her the doll—what she was more upset about was herself.
For being the way she was.
Someone who acted like a tomboy to the point where it became a part of her, but also had a side of her that was a complete contrast to that. She couldn't help that desire to start over, to be someone who wasn't 'Sonozaki Mion' the club leader, or 'Sonozaki Mion' the heir.]
There were still many things about those memories that were very precious -
[She stops, this time shaking her head.]
That are very precious to me.
[She still remembers it.
Having her younger self from that Fragment meet the current Kei-chan.
"I'm sorry if younger Maebara Keiichi ever made you feel like you weren't a girl, Mion."
Yeah, she doesn't regret it at all.]
I don't think it's impossible. It's only when you start to believe that it is that you've already given up. [She shuts her eyes, determination filtering into her voice.] And I didn't think that you were the type to so easily give up because it seemed impossible, Satoko.