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Off by himself, the blue haired vocaloid was staring intently at a store's window. In the display, two mannequins stood displaying the summer season's fashion. Neither mannequin had any distinguishing features, without even faces or ears. The only difference was that one had a slightly smaller waist and slight bumps on her chest while the other was shaped more like a square.
The only major difference was that the girl was in a dress, and the other was in pants.
"...Why?"
Kaito looked as though he were about to cry. He slowly approached the glass window and set his hands against it.
"...Why do two things that look so alike... have to be treated so differently?" He looked onto the glass at his own reflection. "...If I were to wear a dress... I would still be a boy. So I couldn't be protected and I would still be made fun of for being too weak..."
He sighed and rested his forehead against his head. "Too big to be weak, too small to be strong... what's wrong with me? Boys are supposed to protect the weak and pretty girls, but I can't fight beyond being a living shield."
The vocaloid konked his forehead against the glass, thankfully not hard enough to break it. "Masutaa's rules were so much easier when I was in her computer... Sister Luka keeps insisting that the things you said were wrong, Masutaa... but... if that's true... then what's right? And what's so wrong about them?"
"...Maybe Shinju's right... maybe I'm just too dumb to understand anything."
The only major difference was that the girl was in a dress, and the other was in pants.
"...Why?"
Kaito looked as though he were about to cry. He slowly approached the glass window and set his hands against it.
"...Why do two things that look so alike... have to be treated so differently?" He looked onto the glass at his own reflection. "...If I were to wear a dress... I would still be a boy. So I couldn't be protected and I would still be made fun of for being too weak..."
He sighed and rested his forehead against his head. "Too big to be weak, too small to be strong... what's wrong with me? Boys are supposed to protect the weak and pretty girls, but I can't fight beyond being a living shield."
The vocaloid konked his forehead against the glass, thankfully not hard enough to break it. "Masutaa's rules were so much easier when I was in her computer... Sister Luka keeps insisting that the things you said were wrong, Masutaa... but... if that's true... then what's right? And what's so wrong about them?"
"...Maybe Shinju's right... maybe I'm just too dumb to understand anything."