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CHYOA Guru
Kiyoda is silent for a moment. "It's a matter of choice. A spider does what's in its nature. The joro-gumo, even if they can think and talk, can't choose not to eat humans, that's just how the kami have made it, how it survives. You and I, on the other hand, have that choice, and so we would be evil for doing such a thing, when a joro-gumo would not." He pauses, as they walk up together into the brisk morning air, the coastline a mere shadow on the horizon. "As for whether a spider must cater to man, I suppose it doesn't need to, but we samurai can't let them do as they please, either.""And here I was thinking we'd spend the rest of the trip in my cabin. That's fine too." Shaking off some of the sleep herself, she felt her ears twitch out reactively on their own peeking out of her hair for a second, until she adjusted her hair style to obscure them, though since he was the only witness, she wasn't too concerned by him seeing, but knew that it would be much harder to explain to other people on the ship. Though, she now looked towards Kiyoda with some kind of deep seated fascination, as if she was more bewildered by his humanism than the other way around. "You said before your brother is a hunter of things..." She gestured him to follow to the deck, though her voice dropped to a quieter tone, but just making it sound like casual conversation to her all the same as her hands met with the railing of the deck to peer out into the ocean. "So...explain this to me. How is it that things that have lived, hundreds if not thousands of years, should have to cater to what humans want when they were here first?" It almost looked like she was about to blare her fangs for a second, but her face remained straight. "Of course, hunting for food and self defense is necessary, but if a spider monster must eat humans to survive, isn't that just nature then? You must kill the spider to defend themselves, but is the spider inherently evil for doing the same things to survive?"
He thinks over his words for a moment. "To be samurai, means that the peasants give us rice, pay us taxes, serve in our armies. If we let them be attacked by monsters with no response, then how are we different from bandits, taking and giving nothing in return? Regardless of who has the right to live, exist and eat, I and my brothers have a duty to protect the people." He looks away shyly, realising that he got a little too animated while giving his speech, drawing some attention. "Anyway, that's just how I see it. Other people see it differently."