That evening, Mimi and her master stepped out onto the balcony of the mansion.
Emilia leaned gently against the railing, her eyes wandering toward the faraway horizon.
Meanwhile, Mimi perched comfortably on her shoulder, her small eyes fixed on the endless starry sky above.
It was… breathtakingly beautiful.
With no light pollution in this world, Mimi could see the heavens in their purest form. The moon hung round and full, glowing like a great silver plate, while countless stars sparkled across the velvet darkness—scattered like diamonds on black silk. Some shimmered faintly, others blazed brighter, creating a living tapestry that stretched endlessly above them.
For Mimi, stargazing had always been something special.
