[He knows people can read the wishes, either deliberately or by chance. Norimune just didn't move away in time. He chuckles as he reach for his fan, unfolding it with practiced ease.]

After hearing the lovers' story, thinking about it isn't that strange.

[How wonderful it must be, as the people who feel it and as outsiders observing the tale.]

It must be wonderful, if you get a celebration dedicated to your tale.