Chapter 1 Rain Maker - The Heart of a Young Girl is the Fog of a Clear Day
"Sorry for making you help me."
"Don't worry."
Under the red sunset, Ichika and Charlotte were walking together through the corridor. Both of them were carrying the itinerary information for the seaside school that was to be held this month.
"But...is this really alright? You're supposed to go with Cecilia and the rest, right?"
"It's alright. It's pointless for me to go if Charlotte's not going."
"Huh?"
"Well, how should I say this. Even if it's just giving out pamphlets, I still prefer to be with the ones I like."
Saying that, Ichika's face blushed somewhat. That didn't seem to look like the color of the sunset.
"Ichika..."
"Charlotte..."
On the corridor where they were standing on, both of them were looking at each other in the eyes.
At this point, silence is golden.
In this orange scene, the two shadows overlap--
"--That's, weird?"
She looked around to confirm. She had spaced out.
She was in her own first-year dorm room in IS Academy. It was 6.30am in the morning.
"..."
While she was still a little drowsy, Charlotte blinked twice, and finally grasped the current situation.
"It was a dream..."
Siiggghhh....she sighed deeply, so deep that it reached 20,000 feet below sea level.
(Ahh, at least let me dream on for another 10 seconds...)
She continued to cling onto to remnants of her dream, obviously looking unwilling to give it up.
Even the dream sequence that would be quickly forgotten continued to linger as she continued to hang onto it. The image that was left in her mind was like a video record she loved to watch, as the 'play' button seemed to be pressed in her mind.
"..."
Charlotte's face blushed.
As her consciousness started to clear, she began to feel embarrassed about the dream.
(We actually...in the sch-school corridor...)
However, as the words indicated, that was just a dream. She placed her hands on her chest, and found her heart beating wildly.
(Wha-What was I thinking...)
Ever since the individual division tournament last month, she went from Charles Dunois to her actual gender of Charlotte Dunois. Right now, she was sleeping in a separate room from Ichika.
But every week, she would dream of such a thing twice a week. She knew that they're in different rooms, but she would turn her eyes to look at the bed beside her for Ichika.
"That's strange?"
Her roommate wasn't in the bed.
And that didn't mean that she left the bed and went off. That bed wasn't used.
"...Well, never mind."
Right now, the most important thing to her is to continue to dream. If she were to sleep again, maybe she might dream of the continuation.
