"…"
Standing at the door, the hand that had reached out to open it stopped unable to touch the knob, frightened as the image of his smile and golden eyes flashed ominously in her mind as if to welcome her once more.
"Are we not going in ninth~? Your hand is not holding the knob, see?" — Flying to land on her hand the ignorant fairy said, causing the tremble to travel her body until the inner side of her lip was bitten in frustrated misery. — "You need to hold it and then we can enter, yes?"
"I know…" — 'He's not here and I need to get in there to properly surpass my fear… Paul will not get myself to lose anything else.'
"Then open it, ninth~ we do not have all day! Fairies also sleep!"
Showing indifference to the fairy's comments her hand opened the door and stepped into the room, feeling the common chill she was used to experience ever since her brother decided to make her days confusing, uncertain and helpless.
"… this is it…"
