"Shinku's my little sister, she's the fifth doll."
Kanaria just stared right back at him, as stubborn and determined as ever. She wasn't some delusional doll that just popped out of the box yesterday--she was easily at least a hundred years old. She wasn't some kind of strange 'space cadet' and she wasn't aware of any rules about not being seen.
But she seemed boastful about answering his questions about what a Rozen Maiden was. "We're seven almost perfect dolls made by our father, Rozen, destined to fight each other to become Alice, the perfect doll, kashira!" Of course, Kanaria had chosen not to fight, like Suisei-Seki, Shinku, and Hina-Ichigo. She loved her sisters, and didn't want to lose one..she didn't need to in order to keep her medium happy.
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Kanaria just stared right back at him, as stubborn and determined as ever. She wasn't some delusional doll that just popped out of the box yesterday--she was easily at least a hundred years old. She wasn't some kind of strange 'space cadet' and she wasn't aware of any rules about not being seen.
But she seemed boastful about answering his questions about what a Rozen Maiden was. "We're seven almost perfect dolls made by our father, Rozen, destined to fight each other to become Alice, the perfect doll, kashira!" Of course, Kanaria had chosen not to fight, like Suisei-Seki, Shinku, and Hina-Ichigo. She loved her sisters, and didn't want to lose one..she didn't need to in order to keep her medium happy.