>"...i won't, i won't pursue my predictions like that, sometimes you just have to take it blindly and trust yourself."
>Just say that we won't.
>"Was that what happened to Mother ? Was that why she went away ?"
>"Okay..."
>"Obaa-san... are you also a yuki-onna ?"
>"Then what are you Obaa-san ?"
>"Obaa-san... you are truly a mystery...">Smile.>"Thank you for the talk, and thank you for adopting Mother.">Bow.>"May i head to my room now ?"
>Nod and head to our room.
>"Alright. How does it work?"
>"Then how did you know that I couldn't let you out unless you have control over my body?"
>"Not sure. You'd know too, wouldn't you? Or did you just ignore those?"
>"Oh... What if you try to move part of my body?"
>Do we feel anything? If not, do the following...>"E-Er... Well, try to get out of the box yourself."
>Try to imagine the box away.
>Stop it!>"Sorry! I was trying to free you by removing the box. But it looks like it's not gonna work...">"I'm afraid to try, but what do you think would happen if I got in the box too? Would both of us be stuck?"