"It's nothing personal. A lot of older novices cry. They just got yoinked from everything they knew and now they've been taken to this weird castle full of vampires that stare at them like they're a juicy steak," Satoru says idly, his pace quick as he leads them through the castle.
And she's, what? Fifteen? Sixteen? She's had a whole life somewhere that she's going to have to abandon. Sometimes, Satoru feels lucky that he was picked so young.
"Sometimes the nepotism babies get the best rooms reserved," he replies, not at all admitting that he'd benefited from such a thing as a novice, "but there's not many this season, so we can pick out one you like!"
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And she's, what? Fifteen? Sixteen? She's had a whole life somewhere that she's going to have to abandon. Sometimes, Satoru feels lucky that he was picked so young.
"Sometimes the nepotism babies get the best rooms reserved," he replies, not at all admitting that he'd benefited from such a thing as a novice, "but there's not many this season, so we can pick out one you like!"