[The two little girls stare at the jar with bright and wide eyes, while Uai himself watches on with some bemused concern. He knows that they'll have no trouble with the challenge. Their eyes can literally scan the jar and count out the candies: After all, they're robots.
But rather than guessing correctly and with complete confidence, the two girls give incorrect numbers. Uai knows from the moment that they give his guess that... right, they're fakes. His real daughters aren't here. These are figments of his imagination, shaped into an idealized memory. It feels sickening, like he's eaten all of the candy in that jar at once, to realize he's manipulated his daughters with his imagination.
He sighs and ruffles their hair.]
Good try. Nice confidence... and you didn't kick anyone, Sakura. Good job.
[The white haired girl chirps in confusion. She was thinking about it though.]
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But rather than guessing correctly and with complete confidence, the two girls give incorrect numbers. Uai knows from the moment that they give his guess that... right, they're fakes. His real daughters aren't here. These are figments of his imagination, shaped into an idealized memory. It feels sickening, like he's eaten all of the candy in that jar at once, to realize he's manipulated his daughters with his imagination.
He sighs and ruffles their hair.]
Good try. Nice confidence... and you didn't kick anyone, Sakura. Good job.
[The white haired girl chirps in confusion. She was thinking about it though.]