"Well, hugging a woman after rejecting her is neither proper or right." Mizuki calms down. "But apology accepted. Young Bataar is looking at my kinswoman and I have never met al-Kalb. Can you say I'll be able to know him better than we know each other? I might as well be picking at random."
The anger creeps back in her voice though she still keeps it calm. She wasn't angry Butaj. Maybe a little. Her anger is at herself. "I do not need your pity." I'm better than that. "You talked about me not knowing you, but you do not know me. Dogs? Because you see me with Zip?" Mizuki did love Zip, but that's besides the point. If someone had asked her yesterday if she wanted a dog, she would have said no.
"I will ruin people's lives and have a wretched marriage built on despising each other. I will be a destroyer of love." My smiles the bitterest of smiles behind her mask. "For once, I feel like a true Yogo." In a weird way, this makes her happy.
"Do not worry Moto Butaj. I will not pick you. Not because of my promise. But because I don't want to marry a man who thinks of himself as a prize to be won. Is that why you keep saying your own name all the time? Just keep Asako-san away from me. I think I would have liked her in different circumstances, but if she bothers me again, well, like I said. I'm a Yogo. If I can't marry for love, I'll marry for spite and hatred."