[Now that's a difficult subject no matter when or where you're from. Adachi's smile freezes in place, and then slides off like paint slipping off wet glass - messily and quietly. He doesn't answer because he doesn't know the answer. Jeez, he wonders the same thing, once in a while.
Instead, he averts his eyes, staring down at his coffee instead. He'll let the Dojimas handle this one on their own.]
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Instead, he averts his eyes, staring down at his coffee instead. He'll let the Dojimas handle this one on their own.]