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"And those people, of course, they always act like it's only natural: 'Told you so,' 'It's okay, this is normal,' 'You did great, you just have to accept reality,' 'This job is still more suitable for men.'"
Sonia took out her tobacco pipe and began to roll her third cigarette.
"You know, they always sound so righteous, so confident and sensible, so objective and sincere."
Sonia's gaze focused on the tobacco in her hands.
"In the end, I almost started to believe it—maybe I really screwed up, maybe I'm really not cut out to be a soldier?"
The Fortress Flower turned her head and gave Thales a grin:
"Right?"
Thales did not immediately answer; he sat on the ground leaning against the watchtower, his hands resting on his knees, his expression inscrutable.
They always sound so righteous, so confident and sensible...
The scene where Vice Captain Vogel sent D.D to his death at the royal banquet was still vivid in his mind.
"I'm not like you, I didn't screw up."
