Take Note of the Rhythm

Chain Dormer

I'm not sure if I can take Chain's story for granted. Knowing Chain, she truly means it when she asserts her superior knowledge, and the only reason she was home-schooled was out of concern that Chain would rule the entire institution. Perhaps Englands education is of an exceptional quality, thus Chain's intelligence is limited to that.

I walked upstairs to read, establish a timetable, and compile a list of my upcoming tasks and errands for the coming week. Chain's birthday is this week. I had the startling notion that I have no idea how they celebrate Chain's birthday in England and they don't even send pictures. 

I wonder why I don't remember an event that they prepared at home to celebrate Chain's birthday even though it was in England.

"Happy Birthday, Chain!" I gave her a rainbow pinata stuff toy that I had purchased for her because our parents had stopped us from purchasing one since it was so cheap. 

It was Chain's seventh birthday, though they lavishly catered and even had entire cakes for birthday takeaways. I could see the happiness on her face then suddenly disappear.

I slightly poke my face because I'm daydreaming once again. I believe it to be a fundamental memory, yet it is not possible. Since Chain has lived in England since she was six years old, arranging a party here is quite unlikely. But if I feel that's true, why can I forget it?

 The next day I found Ms. Noran to teach Chain. Mama was leaving so she begged me to go to Chain's room to watch over her. I don't know if they don't trust Ms. Noran so that mom would always watch over her whenever she and Chain had a study session. 

I just read in the corner while they were studying."What are your hobbies recently?" I heard a question from Ms. Noran to Chain. . "Painting. I love painting." Chain answered.

"Can I see your paintings? It can be an example in our next session so that your learning preferences are not far away."

 "You won't want to see my paintings, Ms. Noran, just use different examples."

Painting? I have never seen her paint, there are canvas paintings in her room but I am not sure if she painted them. What I know she often does is type on her computer but I don't know what they contain. I'm just thinking that maybe she's doing self study knowing that Chain is smart.

 I didn't realize that I fell asleep in Chain's room.

"Look at Ata, Claire!" Chain said as she presented the stuffed toy to me

"Ata? What's that name?" I giggled.

"Its a short name for pinata, you won't like it if I name her Clairy."

"I would love to!" I opened the camera and turned it so that the lens was facing us. We both smiled and my gift to her was between us. Chain tapped me to move to my room because she said I was too sleepyhead. She delivered Ms. Noran in the kitchen to eat lunch as their session is over. I stayed at Chain's room just today, and usually not being there for a long time because I didn't want to disturb her with preoccupations. That's why I thought about exploring her room first but I had no intention of interfering.