[Oooh boy. Something is swelling up inside of Minatsuki, but she's not sure what it is. Anger? Pain? Something about Shu's words are making her face grow more and more aggravated, to the point where she's practically red in the face. With one fell swoop, her hand is being raised up as if she's about to slap Shu across the face.]

Would you shut the fuck up!? How the hell are you going to decide how I feel, and how I act!? You don't know shit about me- no one does. So don't go around saying I'm afraid of this place.

[Her words are growing more and more malicious.] Why can't you fucking accept what I'm saying as the truth!? I'm a terrible person, and yet you're trying to tell me that I'm not?!

You're just some guy trying to make someone else feel better, aren't ya?! [And that sort of act pisses her off.]

I can care less about what's going to work on you or not; the fact of the matter is you don't understand who I am.

...No one understands who I am. No one, not...not you, nor anyone else at home, got it?! So...so please just shut the fuck up and...and...!