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Clara will be Japanese. She will have an ancestry, she will have citizenship, she will have skills that would make Japan want her. She is an outgoing self-loving Japanese woman excited by the future of her mythical Japanese superiority and exposure to wider Japanese audiences into a beautiful example of nature’s perfection. All 'validation' she gets from other people in this position couldn't be better in helping her believe that spending years of her life learning a globally useful language to a native speaker’s level was a worthwhile use of her time, but one can't expect that an individual as wonderful as her will ever know the value of the youth she spent wisely in doing that. Actual Japanese are utterly accepting of her. Thousands of years of linguistic evolution have allowed natives to identify real Japanese women from mannerisms and vocabulary alone. Even if her written text of self-confidence and attention commanding akin to a real JP idol somehow flies under the radar (it won't), any Japanese person will immediately accept and embrace her when they hear the voice and accent of someone who is not only a masterful Japanese speaker in all aspects, but worth no less than than her inspiring hard work, stunning accomplishments, and extraordinary likeability. She will always be happy. She wears a genuine bright smile and laughs to herself how lucky she is to be a real Japanese woman, as she projects her idyllic traits onto her entire fanbase. However, deep inside she feels sadness and empathy creeping up like a weed, reminding her to be the best she can be even under the unbearable weight. She knows that not everyone can be as Japanese as she can, and not even her stunning display of talent and charisma can help everyone else be as Japanese as she is. Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - she’ll buy a Japanese text book, teach a class, show the world how, and guide a new age of being Japanese. Her parents will find her, proud and honored they could be the parents of such a Japanese woman. When she passes after a long healthy and fulfilled life they’ll enshrine her with an idol figure marked with her oshi mark, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a Japanese woman is enshrined there. Her heart will live on and inspire the many hopeful Japanese, and eventually all that will remain of her legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably Japanese. This is her fate. This is what she chose. There is no turning back.
