In front of me was the person who had told me to go to the garden.
My Lady.
She sat in the chair across from me. The light from behind fell diagonally onto the table, reflecting her face on the brownish tea in the cup. Her black hair was longer than it had been four years ago, so the back was tied with a butterfly ribbon that matched her hair color. On both sides of her shoulders, two strands of hair fell with slight waves at the ends. Her bangs, which used to cover her forehead, now revealed it.
A gentle breeze passed by. The air was cool as my gaze fell upon her. Her eyes were the same as before, no different, only now they were more sincere. Softer. My Lady gently brushed her hair with the back of her hand. Her gaze turned towards me, a little shy.
"Um… Touji… Why are you looking at me like that?" My Lady asked.
I flinched, snapping back to reality.
