[At those last words, Naoto's expression turns pained as well.
Someone who looked physically identical to the upperclassman, the leader she looked up to, being executed... She wants to wrap her head around the idea but at the same time, she can't bear to. She knows how executions go. She can visualize it.
And she really doesn't want to.
But now isn't the time to wallow in emotions and thoughts like that. She shakes her head, as if trying to disperse the image from her mind and her expression sharpens again.]
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Someone who looked physically identical to the upperclassman, the leader she looked up to, being executed... She wants to wrap her head around the idea but at the same time, she can't bear to. She knows how executions go. She can visualize it.
And she really doesn't want to.
But now isn't the time to wallow in emotions and thoughts like that. She shakes her head, as if trying to disperse the image from her mind and her expression sharpens again.]
How many victims? And who were they?