“But why would you look at them in the bathroom of all places instead of your room? Or with me?” Sunset said, worry in her eyes.
“W-Well, you know, they’re all so beautiful… it’s… difficult to part with them all. B-Besides, I didn’t even think you would be interested in such things.” Yuri’s lips could be seen quivering. She rarely cried, but something was bringing her to that point.
“I’m sorry.” For lying, for doing this, for everything.
“Yuri, I love knives too, but… This is worrying.” Sunset said, her eyes growing Misty. “People don’t usually go into bathrooms with knives unless… Unless…”