Such a thing, she doesn't have.
Bearing a fallen background, dark thoughts, a solitary personality, and family sins... with all these burdens, what qualification does she have to be loved?
How could there be any possibility?
There never was.
But that's alright, Svanni had already accepted this fact.
Awkward.
Her personality is just this awkward, just this ugly.
This is her, authentic as can be.
Svanni had long since grown accustomed to such a fate.
This "twist" is her very self.
So just continue to be alone, immersed in research, helping him as much as she can.
"..."
Svanni squinted her eyes, silently pursing her lips.
However, if that's the case, in the future, even Lukalia wouldn't approach anymore...
"Oh, don't be so sensitive!"
Just as Svanni's mood was about to sink, an unchanged, carefree laugh came from behind: "It's okay if you don't intend to make good relations with me, as long as I want to make good relations with you, isn't it?"
"Don't you think?"
