She doesn't understand the meaning of this gesture, or why the boy is yelling out, but she knows she doesn't like it. She holds Steven more closely to her chest, as if protecting him from something.
Her defensiveness turns to anger as she raises a hand, taking control of her roses. She sends a spray of thorns, fast as bullets, shooting towards Yuya. He will either be gone, or he will be dead. He can decide which.
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She doesn't understand the meaning of this gesture, or why the boy is yelling out, but she knows she doesn't like it. She holds Steven more closely to her chest, as if protecting him from something.
Her defensiveness turns to anger as she raises a hand, taking control of her roses. She sends a spray of thorns, fast as bullets, shooting towards Yuya. He will either be gone, or he will be dead. He can decide which.