Matendou Sonata Volume 3 by Amagi Sayuri Princess Comics/Akita Shoten Amagi Sayuri Well, we’re up to volume 3 of Celestial Sonata now. I can honestly say that it’s all thanks to you. It makes me reeeeeally happy. Also, I am completely in love (just like Filla!) With whom? If I told you, you would laugh! Sometimes I wish that I was a silly teenage girl again...maybe that’s just me growing old. The Seventeen-Day Feud...p.5 A Love of Sea and Sky {prelude}...p.137 The heavens are separated into three worlds: Heaven for the angels, Hell for the demons, and the Realm of Sorcery where they all gather. Filla and Micael met in middle school and grew up to become a demon and an angel, respectively. Filla has been fascinated by Micael ever since they first met. Micael may refuse to see it, but they are bound by an invisible bond. Since he was very young, Micael has tried to seem very cold to everyone. This coldness seems to have something to do with Micael’s claim that he killed an angel in his past, but Filla adores him anyway! Meanwhile, a great evil force in Hell has been watching over Micael and trying to take control of him. What secrets has Micael been keeping? Shia : The snow falls. It’s halfway through November, and Hell has put on its snowy makeup. The snow falls, the snow falls. On my shoulders, on his shoulders. His natural blond hair shines as brightly as the sun...his green eyes are like new leaves...He may live here in Hell, but he shines like an angel...my beloved Filla. Belze : Ah. Shia! Shia : Oh, Belze. Good afternoon. Filla : Do you know her? Belze : What are you, stupid? She’s the Madonna of the Black Castle, how could you not know her? I’m sorry about him, he’s pretty shy around women. --Wow, Shia, you look pretty today! Shia : Thanks! --Would you like to go have tea, Shia? Shia : Maybe later. Belze : Shia! Let’s go see the autumn leaves in Japan! Filla : So much for an elegant invitation... Belze : I hear they’re really pretty! Shia : I’ll think about it. [in Japan, ‘I’ll think about it’ is invariably just a nice way to say ‘no’...] --Go with me! --I’ll go! --Belze! --We could go get something to eat together! --But what I really want to eat is Belze! --Get out of my way, little brat! Filla : Shut up, you old hag! Man, that guy’s got all the girls in the castle chasing after him...You’re Shia, right? You’d better watch out. Belze’s a real playboy. Shia : I see. Well, good-bye. Oh dear...I’m sorry... Filla : What’s wrong with her? Shia : Why did I run away all of a sudden, just when I had a chance to talk to him? I want to be by his side some more...I want to hear his voice again...but he’s too bright for me...my first love... Ishma : Shia? Shia!? Shia : I’m sorry, I was distracted. What is it? Ishma : Marry me, Shia. Shia : Isn’t this a little sudden, Ishma? Ishma : I’ve asked you over and over, and still you can’t decide! Shia : We’re co-workers and nothing more. Ishma : Why does it have to be like that? Lots of angel-demon pairs become lovers! Shia : Ishma, you’re my very best friend. That’s why I started working with you... Ishma : In seven years, friendship could very well turn into love. Shia : I can’t marry you. Ishma : There’s someone else, isn’t there? Shia : That’s not what I meant... Ishma : If there’s no one else, then I’ll have you! I’m serious, Shia! Shia...whom do your eyes look at? Shia : “I will have you...I’m serious...” Filla! If Ishma tries to drag me away... Azyusha : Excuse me, do you know where the assistant director went? --Err, he’s at room 150. Azyusha : I wonder how he’s been... Wari : What a slut... --I suppose you’ve been thinking a lot about him? Wari : Do you understand, Azyusha? Azyusha : I understand that the assistant director is depressed. It’s been eight years already... Fall : Welcome home, Wari! Wari : Fall! What are you doing here so late? Fall : There’s a new moon out tonight, Wari... Wari : And? Fall : I don’t want to be alone. Can I stay here? Wari : Sure. After all, there’s no one else at your house... What’s wrong? Fall : Oh, nothing. Wari seems strange...he usually isn’t nearly so nice. I wonder if something’s wrong? Wari : You’ve been scared of new moons for a long time, haven’t you? Fall : There’s just some things I can’t help not liking. It’s the same with you, you know. You can’t stand mushrooms. Real adults usually like 10 or 20 different kinds! Wari : Stop saying that! It’s disgusting! Fall, don’t go to sleep over there. Come here. Fall : But didn’t you tell me, “I don’t know how baby-sitters can sleep like that, it’s weird”? Wari : That’s when it was warm. It’s November now. You’ll catch a cold if you sleep like that! And besides... [there are various points here where I’m only guessing who’s talking/thinking.] Fall : He’s being so nice to me...Wari really seems weird today. Wari : I wonder why the dreameater showed me that. Maybe it was after my heart...or was it trying to find my weak spot? Or else...’Wari! Wari!’ Elmelia! Elmelia! Elmelia? Fall : Why am I so sad? Even though I’m with Wari...Even though I’m not alone! Why am I starting to cry? Filla : What did you want to talk to me about, Shia? Shia : I love you, Fillanzea Lanshua. Be my boyfriend! I want to go out with you! Filla : Hey! You say that, but the truth is... Shia : You don’t have to give me an answer right away. Just give it some thought! Filla : What was that all about? Fall : Watcha doing, Filla? Filla : Fall! How long have you been there? Fall : A while. Filla : Don’t tell Micael anything about this! Fall : Uh...ok. Filla : Why are you here, anyway? Is it about Wari? Fall : Yeah...he’s been weird lately. Last night he was actually being nice to me...he seems lonely. And I’m worried... Filla : I wonder if it’s about the dreameater... Fall : And he was calling out “Elmelia!” in his sleep... Filla : Did you just say “Elmelia”!? Fall : Yeah! Do you know about here, Filla? Filla : Actually, I don’t...anyway, he hasn’t molested you or anything, has he? Fall : What’s ‘molested’? Filla : With all the ‘adult’ words you know, you don’t know what ‘molested’ is? Fall : Is that one of those words everybody knows? But Wari didn’t teach it to me! Filla : It’s, um, when someone touches you in a way that makes you feel... Fall : Oh, I know what *that* is! Hey! Wari isn’t the same as you, you idiot! Filla : Yeah right! Wari’s really a pervert! Fall : I never thought so, but maybe... Filla : Don’t worry! He’ll be back to normal soon! Fall : Yeah...thanks, Filla. Filla : Belze, there’s somebody who asked me to go out with them. Belze : I see. Is this someone a Blue Whale or an Emperor Penguin! Filla : Neither! It’s a woman! Belze : A woman? Shia? Filla : How did you know? Belze : I’ve seen the way she looks at you. Filla : But she’s always so nice to you, and she can’t even be civil to me! Belze : You really are stupid, aren’t you? She’s one of those women that always get tongue-tied around guys they like. Filla : You think so? But she seemed really bold when she told me she liked me. Belze : That’s because she tried to summon up all her courage. It really is pretty impressive that she confessed her love to an ordinary guy...you’d better not make Shia cry! Filla : Oh...do you like Shia? Belze : I couldn’t commit to one specific woman. Other women are always catching my eye... Filla : And the women still come running to you... Belze : So I’ve gotta take advantage of that while I can! Going from one beautiful girl to the next... Belze : So what are you going to do? Filla : I think I’ll have to refuse. Belze : WHAT!? Filla : I’ve got Micael. Belze : But, you know, you guys could never have kids... Filla : You don’t have to think that far ahead! Belze : What I’m saying is that you could marry Shia and have an affair with Micael. But you are Satan’s lover too, so that could get complicated... [The bit with the unicorn seems to be some weird joke I don’t understand.] Micael : What is it? You’re looking at me as if you want to eat me or something. Filla : Sorry... Micael : You’re thinking something weird again, aren’t you? Filla : Hee hee hee... Micael : What’s so funny? Filla : Oh, nothing... Micael : You’re giving me the creeps, tell me what’s up! Filla : You promise you won’t get mad? Micael : OK. Filla : Hey! You said you wouldn’t get mad! Micael : I never said I did that on purpose! Filla : I just hope he doesn’t make a fool out of me even more... Micael : It’s all the same to me, whether you’re two times a fool or ten times. If you think you’d like to have kids, then you should be with a woman. I think you’d have to get married... women in the heavens can only give birth once in their lifetimes, you know. It wouldn’t be good to be an unwed mother the only time you give birth! Filla : Only once? Why only once, when humans are down there multiplying like rabbits? Micael : There’s only one right time in any celestial woman’s life for her to conceive a child. If she gave birth as much as humans do, she would be killed. Her body just wouldn’t be able to take the strain. Filla : It must be awful to be a woman. To have to choose just one man to dedicate her life to...to only be able to truly love once in her lifetime... Micael : Filla, you should start to search out that love! Filla : I’ve already found it. Who else can there be but you? Micael : If you want a lover, you should look for a woman. It’s natural for men and women to be together! Filla : I don’t care whether you’re a man or a woman. I want the two of us to be one. Micael : Don’t whisper in my ear! Filla : Would you prefer it if I yelled? Micael : I’d prefer it if you shut up! Don’t you have to go talk to your mother soon? Filla : Oh, right! I forgot! She was going to wait for me after work. Micael : You’d better hurry up and go. You haven’t seen each other in a long time. Filla : Won’t you come too, Micael? Micael : No. I don’t want to stick my nose in your business. But, Filla, don’t worry your mother. You ought to find a nice girl soon. Filla : That...that ladybug! mother : Have you found yourself a nice girl yet? Filla : Aw, not that again! After you told me you had something important to tell me, and I had to leave Micael! mother : It’s just that you’re a little old to be chasing around after boys, and I’m getting worried. Filla : You’ve told me that, but I... Shia : Well if it isn’t Filla! Filla : Shia! Shia : Who’s that woman? Filla : She’s my mother. Shia : Oh, really? You look so young! mother : You’re too kind. If you want to talk with my son, will I be in the way? Shia : Oh, not at all! mother : Well then, won’t you come have a drink with us? Shia : Um, I don’t think... Filla : It’s okay, sit down. I’ll go home. mother : WAIT! I still want to talk to you, Filla! Filla : I’m dead. mother : Say, Shia-san...do you like Filla? Shia : Yeah... Filla : Wait, Shia! Shia : Yesterday I told him I wanted to be his girlfriend. Filla : Oh no... mother : Thank you, Shia-san! For being able to like such a bashful son...Filla! Filla : Uh, what? mother : You did tell her that you would be her boyfriend, didn’t you!? Filla : The thing is that I...I like Micael. mother : Don’t be stupid. He’s a man! Filla : So what? mother : Fillenzea! How long are you going to continue to betray me! After flying out of heaven and becoming a demon... Shia : Um, ma’am... mother : Please, Filla. I know how you feel now, but think of the future. It’s our duty to marry, have a family, raise our children. Such is the foundation of life, in heaven and in hell. You know, there are only half as many women as there are men in the celestial realm. And these women can only give birth once in their lives. Shia : That’s right. For just once in my life, I would like to raise a child with the man I love... mother : If I had had twins or triplets, then perhaps I would be content to leave that duty to your siblings and let you live unmarried. But I only have one child... You’re the only one I have. So it’s your responsibility to continue our family tree...I know that you care about Micael. But everyone’s thoughts wander in their youth...everyone makes mistakes. Filla : No! It’s not that at all! This isn’t mere infatuation. mother : Filla...try to think about what real happiness is. I’m sure that someday you’ll understand the importance of marrying and carrying on the family line. You do understand, don’t you? Our children are the best treasures in the celestial realm. Men need women, and women need men. It’s a perfect situation, Filla. So won’t you go out with Shia? Filla : I wonder if she’s right... mother : What’s wrong, Shia? Shia : Sorry, I think I had a bit too much to drink. mother : Oh dear! That sake was rather strong. Filla : Here, I’ll take you home. Goodbye, mom! mother : Think about what I said, Filla! Micael : I’ll bet Filla’s getting yelled at by his mother right about now. That guy really needs a good woman. Filla : Men need women, women need men...I understand what my mother says, but still... --Excuse me, you over there? Micael : You mean me? --Yesss...A strange fait awaits you. Micael : I’m sorry, but I’m really not interested in fortunetelling. --There is someone who loves you very much, is there not? Micael : Well... --You are dessstined to bring misery to that person. Micael : That’s a lie! --It is not. You should leave that person...before he pays for his love for you with his life. --I predicted his fortune the way you told me to. Shia : Thank you. But is it true? --When I saw him, I felt that it was true. That child was born at the source of a great river of fate. Shia : Micael. You stand in the way of me obtaining Filla. That golden-haired demon wraps you up in light! Micael : It’s a lie. It is a lie, isn’t it, Filla? --Hey, have you heard? Shia likes Filla! --He’s that weird golden-haired angel, right? --Aw, man! I really liked Filla! --Eveybody’s gonna hate Filla for being liked by the castle’s ‘Madonna.’ --Tell me about it. I liked her a lot! --I wish I were in his place... --But, he likes that girly guy he works with, doesn’t he? --Aw, he’s just playing around. No matter how girly that guy is, he can’t have kids! --Anyway, how did Filla react? --Apparently, he’s somewhat reluctant... --Well, doesn’t he like that angel boy? --Don’t call Filla a pervert! --That’s just the rumors I’ve heard. --That’s right! It’s only rumors! --Oh, what’s wrong with it, anyway? It’s not as if he’s hurting anyone else. Shia : The memory of this afternoon still echoes faintly in my mind. Those wide shoulders, that gentle voice... how he carried me back here... Serie : Shia! Shia : I wish I could have stopped time in that moment... Serie : Shiarazahna! I’ve been calling you! Shia : Sorry, Serie. I was just thinking about something. Serie : About Filla, right? Shia : Heh heh... Serie : Everyone’s talking about it. I wonder how the rumors spread so quickly. Shia : I guess it must be annoying Filla, too. Serie : You can’t give up now, Shia! Shia : It’s no use. Filla already loves Micael. Serie : What kind of a man would reject you, of all people, for any other woman!? Shia : Err...Micael is a man. Serie : Ah? The rumors were true? Shia : Yes. Serie : Well, that means that you really can’t give up. You’ve got to make him understand your womanly charms! And you’d better do it soon, if you want to have a good reason to refuse Ishuma’s proposal. Well, I’ve got a date. See you! Shia : Have fun! It really isn’t nearly that simple. Micael is a man and I’m a woman. What does that mean? I might still love Filla, even if I wasn’t a woman. I’m me, after all. A person, named Shia, whose heart has been captured by another person... Filla : Aw, how do rumors spread so quickly? Belze : It seems like all the guys in the castle want to be your enemies now. Filla : I know! Belze : So why don’t you go out with her, just in hell? Micael would never find out. Filla : No way! Anyway, Shia’s partner is a man, right? When man-woman pairs grow up, they almost always fall in love! Belze : Shia’s different. Filla : How so? Belze : She only sees her coworker as a friend. Filla : Why? Belze : You don’t know anything, do you? Her coworker used to be a woman. They were a pair until she suddenly died. Filla : Died? Belze : It’s a very depressing story, with her childhood playmate dying so suddenly. Filla : So that’s what happened...Shia... --The madonna of the Black Castle’s got a boyfriend! --Really? --I guess she really was only friends with Ishuma. --I suppose the gossip has reached your ears by now, Ishuma. Ishuma : I’ve heard as much as I care to hear. --Does that mean you don’t know about the guy Shia likes? Ishuma : It has nothing to do with me. --It’s Fillanzea Lanshua, of the Black Castle. Ishuma : Filla!? --I’ve heard it from my coworker. I’m sure it’s true. Ishuma : He’s Micael’s coworker, isn’t he? That demon who has stolen Micael’s soul with pity! Filla : That makes nine souls we’ve taken care of today. Am I ever tired! Micael : We still have to take care of the night shift. And if we take the night off, that’s twenty or thirty people who’ll have to wait in line! Filla : You say that and say that, but I’m so tired I’m starting to lose my feathers! Micael : Hee hee. Filla : You’ve got no compassion. Micael : I’m just not as weak as you are. Ishuma : Micael--he’s laughing! Is it because he’s with his coworker? That golden-haired angel? Shia : Is something wrong? Ishuma : Shia! Look at that. See how taken he is with Micael. I can use that man... Filla : Well, it is really nice to have the night shift once in a while. Micael : What? Working all night? Are you stupid? Filla : It’s just so romantic! Micael : Let go! Filla : Here we are under the twinkling stars and the moonlight...and we can fly through that sky alone together... Micael : Just ten minutes ago you were whining about how sleepy you were! I hate flying at night. I almost feel as if I’m going to lose sight of myself. Filla : Is something wrong, Micael? You seem to be acting kind of strange today. Micael : Filla...Shia cares a lot about you, doesn’t she? Filla : What? Nah, she just...found me, you know... Micael : “You will bring misery to that person.” Silly...if anyone looked for you, they’d find nothing but a little bug. Filla : A little bug? Where? Where? Ishuma : Hello, Micael. You two seem to be getting along well. Micael : Ishuma! Ishuma : Looking like that, I almost didn’t recognize you from the palace in heaven. Are you in love with this demon? Filla : Wh...What are you saying? Ishuma : In heaven, he’s such a...reserved...boy, always wearing some kind of mask. Filla : Grr...he’s saying bad things about Micael! Ishuma : But just now, you looked exactly like a woman in love. How far have you two gone? Filla : Stop it! If you say anything more, I’ll rip you to shreds! Micael : It’s all right, Filla. Please do not misunderstand me, Ishuma. Filla is my coworker--and nothing more. Filla : Micael... Shia : Ishuma! Ishuma : Shia... Shia : I apologize for my partner’s behavior. Micael : Is that Shia? Shia : Ishuma’s in a bit of a bad mood. Forgive him, Filla. Micael : So Ishuma’s coworker is the much-talked-about madonna? Shia : I truly am sorry. Micael : With blue and purple hair... Filla : You have nothing to apologize for. Micael : Yes...she was the woman Filla was with yesterday. Ishuma : Filla, if you keep acting this way towards Micael, you will meet a quick death. Shia : Ishuma! Filla : Who the hell does he think he is? Micael : “You will meet a quick death”! “He will give his life...his life...his life...” Filla : Don’t let it get to you, Micael. Don’t listen to anything that guy says. Why do you look like that? And why did you say we were nothing more than coworkers? Micael : Filla... Filla : Yeah? Micael : Gossip about that woman’s confession of love to you has spread all the way up to heaven. Filla : Aw, it’s not... Micael : You’re going to accept it, of course? Be with that woman, Filla! Filla : What are you saying? I--You already know how I feel. Micael : The relationship between us is one of colleagues. And *nothing* more. You’re free to fall in love with someone else. Filla : Micael! “Men need women, and women need men.” That’s right. You’re a man...it’s impossible for you to love me. But you are so dear to me that I think I’ll die...I wonder if it’s possible to die of unrequited love? Shia : “Filla is my coworker, and nothing more.” His deep blue eyes, they were so cold...but I think that I understand him. He does care about Filla. When they’re together, their laughter rings out... and I get this strange feeling... Gold and silver. Black and white. Demon and angel. The two are complete opposites, and yet they couldn’t be any closer to each other. I have never seen such beautiful lovers...A part of me thinks I couldn’t bear to come between them. Ishuma : Dammit! Fine, I’ve given up on wishing I’d get Shia back. If he likes her so much, he should have her! But what about Micael? Those blue eyes... He’s cheating on her! He’s gonna break her heart! Who are you? --Would you like to hear something nice? Ishuma : You’re saying...you can take care of it? --Just let me talk to the boy and all will be right. Ishuma : Why are you doing this for me? And why do you... ‘Forget me, Ishuma. And...’ I must find a way to pull Filla away from that angel! Micael : “Are you in love with this demon?” I don’t...I don’t know. Filla always manages to surprise me...but Shia lives beside him, in the same world as he does. He’s much closer to Shia than to me...”You should leave that person, before he gives his life for you.” I’ve got no reason to believe that...no reason. But maybe it’s better than Filla be with that woman. It’s natural for men and women to be together...to marry and raise children. That’s the natural way of life...the happiest way to live. Shia : It’s just not going to work out between us, is it? Filla : I’m sorry, Shia. Shia : I’ve loved you from the time you came to the Black Castle. You have a warm smile and hair as golden as the sun. You almost seemed to angelic to be here in hell. I was fascinated by you, yet I didn’t have the courage to be close to you... Filla : Even though you’re the madonna? Shia : Oh...women lose their courage when in love...and there were the rumors about how you adored that angel, Micael. But somehow, after Ishuma proposed to me, I gathered up the courage to tell you how I felt. Shia : I think that I will have to dissolve the partnership between Ishuma and I. After he proposed to me, we can never go back to being friends. Filla : Yes, after he tried to go beyond friendship... Shia : He had always been so honest with me, ever since middle school...and he helped me out so much after my first partner, Elmelia, died... Filla : So Shia’s first partner was called Elmelia...just like the angel in the dreameater’s illusion. What kind of person was Elmelia? Shia : Are you interested in that? Filla : Well, I... Shia : She was such a sweet, gentle child. One thing we had in common was that we each had one parent who was an angel and one who was a demon. Her, her twin brother, and I, all used to play together. She was the kind of girl who’d cry for the sake of wilted flowers. And even though she wasn’t a pure angel by birth, there were white wings growing on her back. Around the time we graduated from middle school, she lost both of her parents, and she and her brother moved from the Realm of Magic, where there were too many memories, to heaven. And I went to live in hell, as my father wished... ---------- Shia : I’m sorry that I can’t be with you at a time like this, Elmelia. Elmelia : Don’t worry. I have my brother, so I’ll be all right. Shia : Do your best, and you’ll become a wonderful angel. Elmelia : Shia...yes, I’ll do my best. That way we can work together when we grow up! Shia : Of course, Elmelia! We’ll be friends forever and ever. -------------- Shia : The years passed...we grew up and started working as a pair. And one day, the gentle, sentimental, crybaby, Elmelia, fell in love. ----------------- Elmelia : Um, Shia, there’s somebody I like. Shia : Wow! Who? Elmelia : Promise you won’t laugh? Shia : I’m your best friend. Do you think I would laugh? Elmelia : I’m in love with Satan. Shia : Ha ha ha ha ha! Elmelia : I knew you’d laugh! You’re so mean! Shia : But Elmelia, it is a bit ridiculous! You’re just an ordinary angel, and he’s the Emperor of Hell. The Emperor! You’re way too different to ever be lovers. Elmelia : I know, I know. I’m not thinking of marriage or anything. The Emperor’s supposed to be alone... Shia : And you’d have really weird kids! And on top of everything else, you’re an angel and he’s a demon. Elmelia : Yeah...But I don’t want anything more than to be able to watch him from afar. I don’t care if he doesn’t look my way even once. I just love him. Elmelia : When I think about him, my heart fills up, and I’m so happy. Shia : Hm. Really? Elmelia : You’ll understand, when you fall in love. --------------------------------- Shia : At that time, I didn’t really understand what she meant. Do you know what it’s like to love someone like that, Filla? Filla : No. I’m not the kind of guy who can be content just to look quietly. I think I’d die if I had to bottle up my feelings. But there are as many ways to love as there are people in love...so maybe Elmelia really was content with that. If she loved him with all her heart...that’s what’s really important. Shia : Hmmm...maybe you’re right. Elmelia could only come to the big conference in the Realm of Magic to see Satan twice a year. She would wait excitedly for it. But then, somehow, she... Filla : I don’t mean to pry, but how did Elmelia die? Shia : I’m not really sure. I heard something about her falling into Hell, but that’s all. Her older brother was very shocked when she died, and after a while he, too, passed away. There were some rumors that he killed himself... Filla : I’m sorry for making you talk about something so painful. Shia : Oh, it’s all right now. Did you know Elmelia? Filla : No, but I’ve heard the name from a friend. Shia : I’m glad that someone still remembers her... Filla : Shia... Ishuma : Come in! Sit down! Micael : What did you want to talk to me about, Ishuma? Ishuma : Won’t you have a drink? Micael : No, thank you. Please tell me why you called me. Ishuma : Can’t an great student like yourself have a little wine? Micael : I don’t think so. Ishuma : He’s the one who killed an angel, isn’t he? I shouldn’t have called him a great student. Micael : What’s Ishuma up to? Ishuma : This is great stuff! I’ve never seen you look so pathetic. I could tell the whole castle about a certain event, you know. Or I could tell your beloved Filla. Micael : Does he know everything? Ishuma : Does that bother you? Now, be quiet, or else. [Slap!] Micael : If you want to tell them, tell them! Filla already knows! Ishuma : What a foolish demon he is, to agree to work with a murderer! Micael : Ishuma? What’s that shadow? --Excuse me, is Micael Lennon here? You have a phone call from your partner. Micael : All right. I’ll be there soon. What was that shadow I just saw? What could he want to talk about at this hour? Filla : Micael, I...today I told Shia that I didn’t want to go out with her. Micael : You could have told me that tomorrow. Filla : Sorry, sorry. I just didn’t want you to worry. Micael : Why would I be worried? Filla : Aw, come on. You don’t have to pretend to be strong in front of me! Micael : Just shut up and go to sleep, already! Filla : You’re mean! You didn’t have to just hang up like that! Filla : Could you say that one more time? I thought I heard you say that you didn’t want to work with me anymore, but... Micael : That’s right. You will consent, won’t you? Filla : Stop joking around! You’ve been acting really weird recently, and especially today. Micael : Do I look like I’m joking? Filla : No, you don’t, but...but why, Micael? Micael : No reason. Filla : How can I consent to it when you won’t even give me a reason!? Micael : Well then, it can’t be helped. Filla : Yeah! Micael : We’ll still work together. But from now on, don’t get close to me. Filla : Huh? Micael : Don’t lay a finger on me! Talk to me only when it’s absolutely necessary! Filla : Micael, that’s... Micael : And if you say even one word about love, I’m dissolving our partnership. It was the right thing to do. To make him leave me before something happens... Belze : Hey Filla! Supper’s ready! [Filla’s wings flutter sadly] Belze : Watcha doing, Filla? Filla : N-n-nothing! Belze : I’m starved. Let’s go eat. Filla : I’m not hungry. Belze : WHAT!? You and your bottomless stomach don’t want to eat!? What’s wrong, Filla? C’mon, tell me. We’ve been friends since we were kids. Filla : Belze... Belze : Or are you too scared? Filla : Fine, I’ll tell you. I don’t wanna stop working with Micael! Waah! Belze : I don’t think you have to worry about that. He wouldn’t be able to find another partner, since he’s been so cold to everybody since middle school. Everyone thought he’d become a demon, remember? Filla : That’s not what he’s really like. He’s just a little awkward around people, that’s all. Belze : Anyway, there’s no one else who’ll protect him but you. So don’t leave him alone, no matter how much it may hurt. Filla : Right. Thanks, Belze. Micael...why do you want us to be apart? Does it have something to do with the Sky Blues and what happened in the Forest of Deception? How stupid I was...after I said I would protect you...I swear I will protect you, Micael. Micael : Ishuma wasn’t acting like he usually does. He almost seemed possessed. The shadow I saw at the induction party in middle school, the shadow I saw in the Forest of Deception, and the shadow behind Ishuma...I think they must all be the same thing. [I have waited for you to turn seventeen.] That’s right! There was that voice, too. Has someone been watching me, ever since I was born? I had not cried since that day. But neither had I laughed...until I met him. “What a foolish demon he is, to agree to work with a murderer!” Yes, he’s foolish! Why does he...why does he... Filla, my Moon Tear...I just can’t be by your side. Filla : After that, we saw each other day after day...but didn’t speak to each other. My thoughts have been floating in the air, as lifeless as the spirits of hollow trees. Micael : Well, goodbye. Filla : Micael! Micael... Filla : Every time I see him walking away into the mist...I just want to chase after him and hug him...but I know I can’t even lay a finger on him. It’s almost like he’s an illusion. Ah, I’ve got to find some way to deal with this! Belze : But still, you can see him every day...would it be better if you could never see him at all? Filla : I need a substitute! Micael... Belze : This floor is cold... Filla : Ugh. You reek of perfume. Belze : Oh, that’s from my date last night. Wait till you hear about it! Filla : Hmph. Belze : Micael doesn’t smell like perfume, does he? Filla : No...he smells like the breeze at daybreak. Belze : Ha ha ha! Filla : I’m being serious! Filla : Man, having to take the night watch at a time like this! With Micael floating, bright white in the darkness...and the stupid wind is making my eyes water. Filla : It smells exactly like the breeze at daybreak... At least we’ll be able to rest today. Micael : Why are you smiling at me like that, Filla? Filla : What do you mean, why? Micael : I told you not to smile at me. Filla : Well...sorry. Micael : Filla...I shouldn’t have been so selfish. I’m glad he didn’t do what I told him to...I don’t even understand that smile...and even if you smile at me, I won’t be able to smile back...just like Yurie in that play.[Matendou #1] It’s so strange...who is the witch who’s put a spell on me? Filla : Working the night shift really wears you out. Belze : Well, I’m leaving for work. Sleep well. Filla : Of course! Shia-? : Before now, you shone, full of hope and confidence. But now, a murky darkness is swallowing up that light. No matter how small it may seem, if there’s anything I can do with my magic, Filla... Filla : My heart aches so much I can’t sleep...”I don’t want anything more than to be able to watch him from afar. I don’t care if he doesn’t look my way even once.” Elmelia...I can’t love someone that way. I can’t just lock up my heart, dammit! I wish I couldn’t even see! Then it wouldn’t hurt so much! --Now! [magic spell] Fall : Filla, I’m coming in! Oh, you’re awake. Filla : Fall? What are you doing here this early? I’m still exhausted from working last night. Fall : Belze told me about it. Filla : I was thinking of getting some more sleep, but I have to work this afternoon, so I’d better not... Fall : Filla...what did you say to Shia-san? Filla : People are already gossipping about it so early in the morning? Fall : Well...I saw you guys together just recently...so I thought... Filla : I refused. Fall : Really? Filla : There’s only ‘Mi’ for me! [Mi: abbreviation of ‘Micael,’ of course...it’s used at other times too, so I just thought I’d mention it.] Fall : Well, that’s good. What’s that? It smells like the Realm of Magic. Filla : The Realm of Magic? Fall : What could it be? Filla : What’s going on? My eyes are getting foggy... Fall : Filla! Filla, what’s wrong!? Filla, are you awake? Filla : What happened to me? Wari : It seems that you suddenly collapsed. Filla : Wari? Are you there? Wari : Of course I am! Filla : Where’s Fall? Wari : I asked him to go fill in for me at work. He was really worried about you, though. Filla : It’s so dark... Wari : What? Filla : I can’t see a thing! But, I did say that it would be better if I couldn’t see, because seeing Micael was so painful... Wari : Fall mentioned the smell of magic spells in your room. It’s possible that a sorceror has stolen your eyesight...ordinarily that would be very difficult, but he might have done it by some kind of autosuggestion, thus taking advantage of your mental condition in order to hypnotize you and make the magic spell easier. The magic of angels and demons works with aura energy, from the soul...the magic of sorcerors, on the other hand, works with mind energy. What happened in the Forest of Deception, with the dreameater, and what’s happening now as well, all seem to have something to do with Micael. If we can spin the threads of the mystery together, they will become one...it seems that someone is trying to separate you and Micael. Filla : Separate? Why? Wari : It’s too early to try to make any guesses. Filla : Whoever it is, does he really think I’ll give up like that? I won’t let him get away with it! Wari : I’m sure that I will be able to fix your eyes. Just endure it for a little while more. Filla : Wari, could you tell Micael that I won’t be coming to work? But...don’t tell him about my eyes. Wari : All right. Wari : Might I trouble you to let me go see a person who recently lost his sight? Shia : Certainly. What room is he in? Wari : He’s Fillanzea Lanshua, in room 106. Micael : Filla’s so healthy he never stays home sick. I wonder if something’s happened to him? Filla didn’t want Wari to tell me anything, so he had to keep quiet, but...Ah! That’s the dark beast Alhazahda! What’s it doing here? Alhazahda : Draw your sword and fight with me, Micael! Micael : That voice! Alhazahda : What’s wrong? Come fight me, Micael. Micael : What kind of beast are you? Show me your true form! Shia : I was very surprised when I heard it from Wari. Filla : I was surprised to see you working as a nurse myself. Shia : It’s just until I find another partner...after Ishuma and I split up. Filla : MICAEL! Shia, I need to ask a favor. Take me to the northern forest of the Realm of Magic. Shia : Why, Filla? Filla : Because Micael’s in danger! Shia : But how did you know that? Filla : I don’t know how I know, but Shia, something’s going to happen to him! Micael : It’s not true! Alhazahda : He needed to be near you so much that he blinded himself because he couldn’t be beside you. Micael : It’s my fault...my fault... Alhazahda : If you don’t believe me, you can see for yourself. He’ll be here shortly. Micael : Quiet, you beast! He’s not such as fool as to come here when he can’t even see! Does he call this a fight? I can’t land a single blow! Where’s his weak spot? Alhazahda : So, is this how it will all end? Filla : Micael! You’re there, right, Micael? Micael : That...that idiot! Shia : Filla, Alhazahda is here. Micael’s wounded. Filla : What!? Alhazahda : Watch now, as I kill your partner! Micael : Wait! Filla...is it true that you can’t see? My body won’t listen to me...Filla! Filla, are you all right? Stop...Stop! Don’t you dare hurt Filla! What? That blue light... Filla : Micael!? Shia : Filla, watch out! Filla : Even though I can’t see with my eyes...I’ll still run to where you are...no matter how dark the night, I’ll still be able to see you. Micael! Wake up, Micael! Micael : Filla...you broke your promise... Filla : Is this any time to care about that? Where are you hurt? I can’t see...I’m sorry, Micael. I couldn’t see, and so I couldn’t save you. Micael : You’re so stupid, Filla...coming when you would only get hurt, not even thinking a bit about yourself...I just... Filla : Micael... Micael : You’re really hopeless, aren’t you? Filla : Yeah...and I don’t mind at all that I’m hopeless. Micael : I thought that we should be apart, but...but... Just this once, God, I’m glad that Filla can’t see me. Filla : It’s okay now, Micael. You don’t have to cry any more. ”I don’t want anything more than to be able to watch him from afar. I don’t care if he doesn’t look my way even once.” I think I understand how you felt now, Elmelia. Fall : It is strange, though, Filla...how your eyes got better after you were reunited with Micael. Filla : It sure is! But it’s too bad I didn’t get to have a big scene. Fall : If you’re with Micael, nothing’s going to kill you, right, Filla? Filla : You’ve got it, Fall! Wari : Shia said that he was shining with a very bright aura, right? Filla : Yeah. And then he said, “Don’t you dare hurt my Filla!” Micael : I don’t recall putting in the “my” part. Filla : When did you get here? Micael : Never mind. It just would have been a hassle if my partner died, that’s all. Filla : That’s all right. I understand how you *really* feel. Micael : You do not! Filla : Micael, I don’t know why you wanted us to stop working together, but if it’s because you didn’t want to inconvenience me, it was a mistake. I just want to be by your side...you don’t have to worry about me. I don’t mind dying for you. Wari : Most men would be embarrassed to say something like that... Fall : He’s like a hero from some shoujo manga... Micael : Sometimes I just can’t tell whether you’re joking or being serious. I just don’t understand a pervert like you. Filla : Oh, you’re so mean! I’m *always* serious! Micael : You had better not be! --What’ll I do if I don’t get into Seihoku high school? --Lucky Asako. Your big sister is already a junior there! Asako : Well, she really hasn’t had any time to study, because she’s been so sick. --Oh...right... --Idiot. Asako : But she’s coming home tomorrow so she can recover at home. --Really? --That’s great, Asako. --It must be lonely, living with just your dad. Asako : I put the little ones out on the veranda...I wonder if they’re all right. Mii! Mii, what’s wrong? He’s breathing...he’s still alive! I’m sorry the wind was so cold, Mii. I’m really sorry...I should’ve come home sooner. Dad won’t be coming home until late tonight because he has to work...I wish mom were still alive at a time like this. What’ll I do? Mii’s gonna die! Hmm...a full moon... Fairies, demons, nymphs...I don’t care who it is, just come on out! Please save Mii! You’re a...you’re a...what blue eyes! Micael : As you can see, I am an angel. Asako : But I thought only demons came out of mirrors! Micael : Well, the demon couldn’t make it, so I told him I’d help him out and go in his place. Asako : An angel? Helping a demon? Micael : Yes. Angels and demons aren’t as unfriendly to each other as most humans believe. Asako : Mr. Angel, please save Mii! Oh, thank goodness! Mii’s all better! Micael : From now on, be careful not to put him in cold places for a long time. Asako : I will! Look, look, Hira’s all happy now! Micael : That black one there is Hira? Asako : Yeah, isn’t he cute? [It is worth mentioning at this point that ‘Hira’ is, by Japanese phonetics, very similar to ‘Filla,’ and ‘Mii’ plays on the frequent abbreviation of Micael’s name as ‘Mi.’ As you will see, however, the word play doesn’t end there.] Micael : Now that you mention it, that stupid face... Asako : Mii really likes Hira. Birds don’t have arms to hold each other, but they show their love in other ways. And Hira likes Mii, too. Thanks, Mr. Angel. Micael : Why’d she look so lonely, just now? Micael : I’m sorry, but I must go. I’ll have to leave in 28 days, on the next full moon; I can’t leave before then. If you need anything before I leave, just call for “Micael.” Asako : Micael? The head angel, Micael? Micael : No, I’m a mere cherubim. What’s your name? Asako : Asako. Spelled with the character for ‘morning.’ Micael : What a pretty name. Well, goodbye for now, Asako! Asako : He reminds me of the sky and the sea... Micael : I thought that I should disguise myself with black hair and black eyes...but the magic just didn’t work. Why can’t I erase the blue in my eyes? Is it because of the Sky Blues? It’s odd to think that here on Earth, nobody knows who I am. --Thank you! --[bad english] Excuse me! How do you...[Japanese] umm...I...err... Micael : Calm down, I understand Japanese. --Could you come with me? Micael : I... --Look, I really need your help! Micael : What does he think he’s doing? --Come on! Micael : Wait! Asako : Hiraoki-san! Sis, Hiraoki-san’s here! Micael : Huh? That voice... Tsuyuko : Come on in, Shuu! I’ve been waiting for you! Hiraoki : Congratulations on your return from the hospital. [interestingly, the ‘Tsuyu’ in Tsuyuko’s name means ‘tears, dewdrops, mortality.’] Tsuyuko : Oh, thank you! Hiraoki : There’s someone I want you to meet. Tsuyuko : Oh? Who? Asako : Micael? The blue angel? Micael : Yep, Asako, it’s me. Hiraoki : Do you two know each other? Asako : Kind of. Hiraoki : I found him on the way over here. I remember that when you were in the hospital, you said that you wanted to paint a blue angel. Tsuyuko : Yes. He looks so much like the image in my mind that I was quite astonished. Asako : I’ve never heard about that. Tsuyuko only talks about her pictures to Hiraoki-san... I brought you some tea. Hiraoki : Thank you. As Tsuyuko’s classmate at art school, I ask of you, please model for her picture. Tsuyuko : I would really appreciate it. I’d like to submit it for a spring students’ showing. Micael : But... Asako : Micael, I’d also really like you to pose for my sister. You’ll listen to me, won’t you? Micael : All right, I’ll do it. Hiraoki : Thanks! You’ll definitely win first place now, Tsuyuko! Tsuyuko : Don’t be silly. After all, you’re entering a picture in it too. Hiraoki : I know it’s an odd thing to ask, but... Micael : What? Hiraoki : Are you a man or a woman? Micael : A *man*. Hiraoki : Sorry. You just looked kind of, um, androgynous. But, don’t get any ideas about what to do when you and Tsuyuko are alone together! Tsuyuko : Oh, Shuu! Don’t be ridiculous! Asako : Don’t worry. Micael’s already in love with somebody. Hiraoki : What kind of person, I wonder... Asako : Actually, he has a boyfriend! Hiraoki : Oh...really... Micael : Wait a minute, Asako... Asako : Micael, you’re blushing! I wonder if that means I’m right... Tsuyuko : Oh, look! You have songbirds! Asako : Yeah. I bought them four days ago. I’d better bring them inside, it’s getting dark. Tsuyuko : How cute! What are their names? Asako : The white one is Tsuyu, and the black one is Shuu. They’re really good friends. Tsuyuko : Oh, Asako! Micael : Why, Asako? Those weren’t the names you told me last night. Father : I’m sorry for not being able to drive you in this morning, Tsuyuko. Tsuyuko : It’s all right, I know you need to work. Father : Are you sure you don’t have to go to school? Tsuyuko : I really want to paint this picture while I’m still alive. Father : ...All right. You should paint, then. Tsuyuko : Thanks, father. Micael : She said that their names were “Mii” and “Hira”... Hira...Hiraoki!? So that songbird is “Hiraoki Shuu”... Mii is...”Me”? “Myself”? “Mii really likes Hira.” So, Asako likes Shuu... Tsuyuko : Ever since I read about cherubim in a book, soon after I went into the hospital, I have really wanted to paint one. I suppose it’s because I like peacocks and the color blue. Micael : Yeah? Seraphim have always struck me as being too flashy. Tsuyuko : Right...the image in my mind is cooler than the Seraphim, the ones called angels of fire and love. The angel of intelligence, blue-colored and almost seeming heartless. But inside, I’m sure that there’s a fire and intensity...beyond the deep, dark blue, there’s endless tenderness hidden secretly...well, that’s what I think, anyway. Micael : Beyond the blue? Tsuyuko : Yes. Blue is the color of the live-giving seas, and the bright skies; of the earth and the vastness of space. The picture I want to paint is...all those blues together, whispering...the gentle ones, breathing beyond the blue darkness. Micael : In that case, perhaps I’m miscast. Tsuyuko : Why? Micael : I’m not the least bit gentle. Micael : My blue isn’t the kind you’d like. Tsuyuko : Oh, not at all! I think that you’re really a much warmer person than you seem to be. Micael : Do you think you know that? Tsuyuko : Of course I know that! My intuition never fails me. You have a wonderful smile. Micael : Why did I just think of him? Hmm...maybe I should have contacted him...well, I suppose it’s all right. It’ll be his own fault if he gets worried. Micael : She’s still sleeping, well, she’s really tired. The shadow of death!? But she seemed so healthy! Asako : Come on in! Oh, Micael...Is my sister finished the painting yet? Micael : No, she’s alseep. Asako : I’m working really hard studying for my exams. Well, I’m done for today. But I have preliminary exams tomorrow... Micael : Are you applying to Seihoku high school? Asako : Yeah, that’s where my sister goes. Micael : You’re going because ‘Hira” is there? Asako : Of course not! What do you mean? Micael : You want to go to the same high school as Shuu, don’t you? Because you like him. Asako : Don’t say such weird things. Hiraoki-san is my sister’s boyfriend, and I don’t have any... Micael : Be honest, Asako. You named those birds for Shuu and yourself. If you like him, why hide your feelings? Why do you always have to look so lonely? Asako : Yeah...you’re right. Ever since I first met him in my sister’s hospital room...but my sister has liked Hiraoki-san since way before I did. I remember sadly watching them talk about art, fascinated, as if I wasn’t even there. I didn’t want to get in their way! It just wouldn’t be right! Asako : My sister might die soon... Micael : That shadow... Asako : My father, and Hiraoki-san, and my sister herself all know that... [What makes this unusual is that in Japan, doctors generally don’t tell their patients if they’rre dying, because it would be too hard on them.] For my sister’s sake, I can lie to my heart...I don’t want to interfere with her love. But it’s wrong for me to be jealous...and I was so envious of my sister, who was good at art and could talk to Hiraoki-san, while I don’t have any artistic talent, so I couldn’t. If I go to Seihoku...even after my sister’s gone, Hiraoki-san will still be there...Even though I don’t have any talent, I want to get into an art school so that I can see him. And then, maybe someday he’ll start to like me... Asako : Oh, you must hate me now... Micael : No, that’s not it at all. Asako : But I love my sister, and I want her to live. I want her dreams to come true! That’s how I really feel! What should I do? Micael : Don’t worry, Asako. You’re a good kid...so gentle and honest... Micael : “even after my sister’s gone, Hiraoki-san will still be there...And then, maybe someday he’ll start to like me...” Filla!? Wait...Filla! It’s me! I lost sight of him... Why was I trying to chase after him? Think about it. There’s no reason Filla should be here on earth. He won’t be able to work until I get back, so... It’s a full moon! The 28th day! I’ve gotta go see Asako! “I want to be with Hiraoki-san!” She’s so sweet and honest... “I love you, Micael.” Micael : I should go back. Asako’s probably waiting for me. Filla... Asako : I overslept! And on exam day, too! Sheesh! If I fail the exam, it’ll be your fault, Micael! ‘Bye, everybody! Tsuyuko : Good luck, Asako! Asako : Thanks! Micael, why didn’t you come last night? Micael : Did you wait for me? Asako : Of course! After supper, I watched the full moon. Even after midnight, I waited in front of the mirror. Tsuyuko : I wonder what those two are talking about. Micael : I’m sorry, I forgot. Asako : That’s not true! What I said yesterday bothered you. Micael : But I really did forget! Asako : What if you can never go home again? Micael : Oh, you don’t have to worry about that. Somebody will come to get me. Asako : That’s good. Micael : Still, it could be a problem. If I can’t get someone else to help me back through a mirror, I won’t be able to get back by myself. Tsuyuko : That’s enough for now, Micael. Let’s go have lunch. Micael : It’s interesting. The shapes are becoming clearer day by day. How much longer do you think it will take? Tsuyuko : I think I can finish the rest without a model, actually. But I’d like to keep you here so I won’t be lonely. Asako always makes sure to prepare a nice lunch for us, doesn’t she? After our mother died, I filled in for her for a time...but since I’ve been in the hospital, Asako’s been taking care of the house. She says, “Leave the housework to me, so you’ll be able to just paint!” Micael : She thinks very highly of you. Tsuyuko : Yeah. She had her entrance exams today... Micael : Tsuyuko! Tsuyuko! No...she can’t die yet! I won’t let her! Asako : I will get in...I will get into Seihoku... Micael : Tsuyuko! Tsuyuko : Thanks...I just fainted a little...oh dear, the cup broke! It hurts her that I’m still alive, doesn’t it? I’m sorry, I overheard your conversation last night... I want you to give this to her when I die. Micael : Are you sure you want to entrust this to me? Tsuyuko : Yes, please do it, Mr. Angel. Micael : Just now, she almost reminded me of Filla... Asako : Are you sure this is all right, Tsuyuko? Tsuyuko : Yes, I’m sure, Asako. Hiraoki : I’ll be with her, so don’t worry. Tsuyuko : ‘Bye! Micael : Asako... Asako : Micael! What are you doing here? Micael : Today’s her 11th grade graduation, so she doesn’t need me to model for her. Actually, there’s something I’d like to talk to you about. Asako : To me? But why? This is a little sudden, for a date! Not that I mind, or anything. After all, you’re an angel who can’t go back to heaven, and I’m a student waiting for exam results, so we both have some free time...but even when I’m at home, I just can’t take my mind off whether I’m going to pass or fail the exam! It’s so irritating! Micael : Asako...pretending to be strong, then getting upset... she’s a lot like me. Asako : It’s so nice outside! And all the girls are looking at us together! I know you told my sister that you were a man, but aren’t angels androgynous? Micael : No, that’s just something humans believe. As you can see, I am a man. Asako : Oh. Are there girls in heaven too, then? I bet you have a girlfriend. Micael : No. People always think that I’m too cold, or even cursed. Asako : Well, maybe they only think that in winter, when you really *are* cold. Micael : Oh, I’m fine with it. It’s not that bad being the ‘Snow Queen’s pet bird.’ Asako : But, in the summer, people like to be cold! And they sell all of those cold drinks, too! Micael : I’m glad Filla’s not here right now... Asako : So you do have a boyfriend! Micael : I do not! Asako : What kind of person is he? He’s an angel, right? Micael : Let’s go home. Asako : Maybe they were right about you. Asako : Thanks for everything, today. Micael : It was no trouble. Asako : Micael...what do you do at night? Micael : Usually I take walks in the rain... Asako : Aren’t you lonely? Micael : I can see the sky, where my home is, so I’m not lonely. Asako : Can I see you again just before you go home? Micael : I’ll be here every day until the picture’s finished. Tsuyuko : This is the first time I’ve done it in a while, so I’m afraid it doesn’t taste very good. Asako : You made this, Tsuyuko!? I’m sorry, I meant to come home sooner... Tsuyuko : That’s all right. You’re always the one who’s taking care of me. And after all, you had a date with Micael! Asako : Oh man, you knew about that? Tsuyuko : I saw you two from the window. Asako : He’s a really nice guy. I wonder if he’s gonna be all alone after he finishes posing for you. That’s a lie... How was school? Tsuyuko : I...I got held back a year. Asako : That’s okay! You’ll be able to catch up really quickly and finish in a year or two anyway, because you’re so smart! Another lie... Tsuyuko : Shuu showed his paintings at the showing...everyone was saying how much the girl in the paintings looked like me! Asako : Well, of course he’d paint you, Tsuyuko! Tsuyuko : Why? He might have painted you, you know. Asako : Don’t be ridiculous! Why on earth would he paint me? We’re all lying to each other...I wish that Micael was a human being and I’d met him before I met Hiraoki-san. Then I could fall in love and be honest about it... <#568: (last name) Asako> Asako : I did it! I got in! Now I can go to Hiraoki-san and Tsuyuko’s school! Tsuyuko, I got in! Tsuyuko? Tsuyuko! Micael : Don’t come too close, Asako! Asako : Micael! What happened to my sister? Why can’t I come near her? Micael : Tsuyuko’s time has come. Asako : What do you mean, her time has come? Why can’t I see anything? Micael : Cross... Cross : Micael?