[Oh, her sense of decor, in it's current sans-anime-merchandise state, seemed so similar to her own... ! Quite comfortable in a space like this (for now), Konoha follows her to the kitchen, shaking her head to dismiss the idea that she couldn't talk well. At least she doesn't seem offended by the idea she might have been considered a berserker or an idiot???]
Oh, no, I just didn't go to temple school...
[She knew enough kanji to read basic signs in town, but it wasn't so much as reading as it was "recognizing character shapes"... thankfully there were the "emoji", but. She sets the tub down, gets ready to serve, but,
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Oh, no, I just didn't go to temple school...
[She knew enough kanji to read basic signs in town, but it wasn't so much as reading as it was "recognizing character shapes"... thankfully there were the "emoji", but. She sets the tub down, gets ready to serve, but,
Wait-]
You're a princess?
[WAIT-]
You're an assassin?