Ururu had gone back to work when Yue put his things down, making the little girl wonder why. She looked up at him, about to ask what was wrong when he began to explain. The only problem was, Ururu didn't quite understand at first why Yue was talking about himself as if he wasn't himself. She listened carefully though, not wanting to say anything until she was sure Yue (or maybe it was not-Yue?) was done speaking.
It was a good thing she had listened. By the end, Ururu thought she understood. Maybe.
"Oh." Ururu spoke slowly, not wanting to get it wrong and make not-Yue upset, or Yue even more upset. "So you're not Yue-san. But then who are you, Not-Yue-san? And why are you in the same body with Yue-san?"
Ururu didn't really understand how one person could really be two very well. But she would try really hard, because Not-Yue-san was nice, and helping her make things for her friends. And speaking of those things, Ururu hadn't forgotten. "Yue-san doesn't have to worry though. I'm okay. But I still need to know what Yue-san likes. And Not-Yue-san too, okay?"
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It was a good thing she had listened. By the end, Ururu thought she understood. Maybe.
"Oh." Ururu spoke slowly, not wanting to get it wrong and make not-Yue upset, or Yue even more upset. "So you're not Yue-san. But then who are you, Not-Yue-san? And why are you in the same body with Yue-san?"
Ururu didn't really understand how one person could really be two very well. But she would try really hard, because Not-Yue-san was nice, and helping her make things for her friends. And speaking of those things, Ururu hadn't forgotten. "Yue-san doesn't have to worry though. I'm okay. But I still need to know what Yue-san likes. And Not-Yue-san too, okay?"