"So, what's up?"
Kael sat on a tree that had fallen over and propped his legs over the edge of the trunk.
"I am freaking out, that's up. I hadn't been able to sleep for days, and I've just been keeping thinking about Miss Angelica.
"Whenever I close my eyes, I see her face. I hear her voice. I smell her. I taste her lips…"
Jeff gritted his teeth.
"…You really love her, huh?"
Kael said.
"That's the thing. I don't think so. I think these feelings are fake, and that Miss Angelica herself planted these feelings into me."
Jeff said, pulled out a wrinkled leather-bound notebook from inside his coat, and flipped through the pages.
"I am so stupid that I had completely forgotten about this notebook. Since I couldn't fall asleep last night, I visited my home back on Earth.
"My grandfather, whom I adored in my childhood, always told me stories of Whitesky and his adventures.
"He wrote everything in this notebook!"
