festival Rinka-Kinu

[usual disclaimer: http://pastebin.com/wDPCns6f]

Rinka: Kinu, you are my child.
Kinu: Yep! And you are my mum.
Rinka: Therefore you are descended from the renowned flame tribe.
Kinu: That's right. That's definitely how it is! I'm the kitsune of flames! So cool!
Rinka: Y-yeah...you could say that, right? Well anyway, I'm going to tell you something important so listen well. I want to properly convey to you the spirit of our tribe. The flame tribe regards isolation very highly. Do you feel the same?
Kinu: Isolation!? Hmmmmm...Sorry mum but what's this high regard about?
Rinka: I didn't say anything difficult. I'm talking about treasuring the time you spend alone.
Kinu: Ah ok, there's no problem then! I often go out and play by myself.
Rinka: Ce-certainly be it in the mountain or in the city you immediately wander off somewhere to play. However something feels wrong about it. Since you are a kitsune there should be something more sacred and noble there.
Kinu: I don't really get it but...should I make a serious face when I play alone?
Rinka: N-no that's not right.
Kinu: How should I play then? What are the playing conditions when it comes to isolation?
Rinka: W-well, I've never thought about that before...
Kinu: Ah mum! The enemies are over there! It's time to play~! Yaay!*
Rinka: ...You are quite a brave child to throw yourself into the enemies without hesitating. Let's put aside teaching you about isolation for now. It seems the spirit of the flame tribe does dwell inside you and that makes me very happy Kinu.

*or literally ＼(＞ヮ＜)