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"Hello, Creya-san..." she says to the cat, suppressing the tired notes in her voice. "The works are quite readable and interesting; thank you. Although, I still have to finish reading the entire series."
Nodding at her outfit, she adds:
"You made the right choice – it's truly a pleasure to look at such an outfit. But you know, even regardless of my or anyone else's preferences – even if it might be uncomfortable to wear, it objectively suits you," she says, nodding in confirmation of her own words. "An autobiography? In the format of chronicles? Hmm... It sounds quite difficult, but interesting. But wouldn't such a manuscript suffer from a lack of objectivity? For example, where did you get the information about the people involved in the series – from open sources, or perhaps from the testimonies of contemporaries? Did you interview each of them?"
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"This isn't quite what I was mentally prepared for after your words," Cleona Aiyano noted. "Are we really going there?"
"We're going there... Sometimes, time, like circumstances, can play its role..." she sighed, equally privately. "So, let's enjoy the moment while it's still possible."