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Mizuhara Mitsuki
April 3rd – Evening
Nakano
Streets
Spiritual Rank: 1
Self: 100 |
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Aieyayaya... that kinda hurt. Ouchie... I hope that Kaori is fine at least... I guess this is just me reliving when Kaori pushed me away from that care free bicycle driver! Heh, she landed on top of me too back then, it was quite funny how she was all red and flustered. Mmm, maybe that Kaori should stop turning into a tomato over things like that, I mean, we're two good friends, and we're girls! That's just normal every day stuff, right? Maybe that there's some other issue that I should ask her, but then I do kinda like it when she's like that, eheheheh...
... oh no, maybe it's not really the time to ask her now, with what's happening and whatnot!
Ah, this back pain, is this how grandmas feel? Hope that I didn't break anything...
Mmmm? Oh, it's the fancy doll-- I mean girl! Well, I see her as a doll. She's a doll to me, just that someday, maybe that she'll turn into a person too. Who knows?
"Ahaha, hello Ikeda-san. I'm sorry for not looking where I was looking, but Kaori was a bit in a hurry. That's a bit of a strange scenery today isn't it? When do you think that I'm gonna wake up from this dream?"
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The eggshell above is more than halfway gone now. Does this person see what the beholder of Dolls sees?
As she accepts the helping bisque hand, cold and pale... she tells herself once more that is all a dream and still...
... in the corner of her mind, what could be considered sane insanity is beginning to question wherever reality, no matter the filter it was perceived through, had begun to lose its integrity.
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