She wasn't nostalgic at all.
The bitter feeling that gripped Kyouko as she sat on a branch of a tree on top of a hill, eating chocolate-filled biscuits and looking out over Mitakihara, couldn't possibly be regret. She'd learned her lesson. Those days, when she'd fought for the sake of the innocent rather than using them for her own gain, were long gone. That was why she'd left Mitakihara. Mami was presumably still there, possibly sharing her territory with other magical girls. If she'd stayed, the two would be constantly clashing, their ideals in direct conflict. She had to put those times behind her. She already had
put those times behind her... hadn't she?
It had to be envy, she decided. Mitakihara was the perfect location, buzzing with activity, especially that of witches. If only she could have this territory to herself, without having to worry about competing with other magical girls. Yes. That was it.
She climbed down from the tree and wandered a little closer to the town, gobbling down snack after snack. Memories surfaced, memories of happier times, before everything had gone wrong. At least she'd learned from it. The memories served as reminders to keep following the path she'd chosen, the path of self-gratification.
The ring on her finger began to emit a red glow. Casting her gaze over the town once more, Kyouko hesitated, weighing her options. There was a witch nearby, in Mitakihara. Should she go for it? She never turned her back on the opportunity to gain a Grief Seed. Then again, what if she ran into Mami? That would be awkward, to say the least. Maybe there was a way to avoid such an encounter? Kyouko was, after all, an expert at sneaking around and stealing things from right under people's noses. Surely she could do that with Grief Seeds as well as food. She headed down the street, past surroundings she knew all too well, looking this way and that for signs of any other magical girls. Once she defeated the witch, she'd go straight back to Kasamino. She most certainly wasn't here because she wanted to be.
She wasn't nostalgic. Not in the least.
edited 12th May '12 8:42:51 AM by Xandriel