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- After classes were out, Mitsuki and I went back to the torture chamber, where we were again subjected to the cruel and unusual task of selecting stories for "Lady of the Night". I did not have an encounter with Kuriyama. It was past eight by the time we packed up and headed home.
- By the by - I'd been renting an apartment in the city. I lived alone. Though the apartment complex wasn't exclusively for women, security was tight. The doors wouldn't open without a keycard, and the mailboxes were sturdily and securely locked up. This being the case, I couldn't be troubled to fetch the mail on a regular basis. I'd wait until the mailbox was overflowing with mail, and then heave all of the stuff out of it at one go.
- So, today.
- I felt like taking a look at the mail - perhaps because I was tempted by a mail-daemon - so I stopped by the mailboxes on my way to my room, and took a look inside mine. The receipts for my electricity, gas, and water bills were mixed in with a bunch of direct mailings. For the record, I have all my bills set to debit from my account automatically, so I don't need to go and pay them myself. I started tossing all the unwanted mailings into the wastebin I was holding under my arm. As I did so, I noticed a postcard buried in the mountain of paper. It was blank aside from my address.
- I jolted. It was from my parents. They sent one of those postcards every so often to let me know they were still alive.
- The postmark on it was from late March. The date was April 13th. That meant that I had left the postcard in the mailbox for nearly half a month. This was my fault for being so lazy, yes, but my parents could certainly afford to be a little bit less slapdash about this sort of thing. The way they sent these we're-still-alive postcards was just bizarre. Sometimes I'd receive three in a month, and other times I'd go nearly a year with neither hide nor hair of them. They'd usually arrive right when I was about to forget about them altogether, which is to say that they weren't doing a great job of letting me know my parents were alive. Even so, it was only on the days that I received these postcards that I really felt at ease. Kinda weird.
- I placed the postcard in my bag.
- "Still alive, huh." I was so relieved that those words just slipped through my lips.
- I stepped out of the lobby and looked up at the sky. A crescent moon and a vast field of stars filled the heavens. On a night like this, it just wouldn't do to mope around. With the blessing of the moon and the stars, I went out for a walk under the night sky. It was an unfamiliar experience.
Kyoukai no Kanata - Chapter 1, part 7 [English]
nakulas Jul 26th, 2013 3,213 Never
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