Eyes formed within the void.
“Good. You can still see me clearly.”
Then ears formed.
“Are you asleep?”
“……”
“You’re doing very well.”
A brain formed.
“It’s very warm today. They say this room receives an exceptional amount of sunlight even within the Moon Church. I thought every wall must be sealed because I couldn’t see an opening anywhere but the entrance… It almost seems as though this room was prepared for you.”
She felt a soft weight.
“Is the blanket too warm?”
Ah. So this is a blanket.
He had covered her with a blanket. He? Ah, yes. Judging by the low voice, the other person seemed to be an adult man. What reached her ears was someone else’s voice. Along with it, she heard the beating of her own heart.
“Come to think of it, I only taught you how to fall asleep.”
“……”
“There, good girl.”
Something large and soft settled over her eyes.
“Now, wake up.”
“…Ah…”
Regretting the loss of that hand, she opened her eyes.
“……”
“It’s a good morning.”
“…Good morning.”
One day, when spring had arrived in full,
the Saintess of the Moon Church finally awoke.
In the meantime, Gio had grown close to the Moon Church’s priests.
“Ah, Saint.”
“I’m not.”
“I heard that the Saintess has awakened.”
“Are you simply ignoring what I…
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