The Only Daughter Of Lancaster
Part Fifty-One: Meeting

"Huaaa, yes, that high school uniform is so sweet!" Sarasa exclaimed happily while holding a spatula. I just showed off my high school uniform. Light brown short rim skirt, long white shirt, blue-black line tie, and dark blue blazer. On the left chest of the school emblem, Jeguk High School.

I smiled broadly, "oh yeah, mom, are you guys going to drop me off today?"

I embrace Sarasa's hand with hopeful eyes. "Yes, isn't it?"

Means of closing his mouth, this reaction he usually let out when he saw something cute. In short, I'm cute. "certain. Anything for my Lalis!"

Damian could only laugh hearing that. "Oh yeah, you've brought a transportation card, haven't you? Don't miss it."

I nodded and showed off my transportation card that was the hanger in the bag. Damian glanced, "you should put it well. If it's gone, you can't go home."

I grimaced hearing it. Then obediently put my transportation card into the bag. "If you can't go home, you have to pick me up."

Damian ruffled my hair. The hair I've made straight is lousy!

"Ah, father!" Rengekku. "I've got to make it right from six o'clock!"

Damian laughed again, really. "Find a lot of friends, okay?"

I nodded then sat on the bench. I cut Sarasa's pancakes with pleasure. Some time after meeting Damian and Sarasa, I felt like I was dreaming. Even for some time I could not distinguish between dreams and reality. That's why for some time I took special therapy with psychologists.

In the end, the psychologist concluded that I had a lucid dream. A long dream in which I have consciousness in it. They said that maybe that's why I've been conscious from a coma for so long. Yes, of course it would be considered a dream. No one will believe my story. No, Damian and Sarasa believe. They both believed in me and the events I experienced in my coma. Maybe that explains how the two interacted easily with me.

Even for Damian, he felt he had known me before. While Sarasa does like stories like reincarnation and others. He said it was likely that in a coma my soul was exploring another world. The possibility that arises is when an accident, my soul enters another dimension. A dimension that makes me live as Amabel.

I once said, maybe other than myself there are other people who experience it too. Part of me wanted to believe, but the other part didn't. I know how hard it is to live in Yerkink, so I don't want to see them. Or maybe I'm actually afraid of meeting the people I left behind.

"Honey, until when will you daydream like that? We've arrived." Sarasa's words awakened me. I looked up and found myself at school.

I smiled then went forward to kiss Damian and Sarasa's cheeks. "thank you. See you later, dad, mom."

I opened the door and stepped up, today is a new day as a High School student. I hope there's a good incident.

"Soge away."

Or don't. Because then I was pushed to collide with a male student. My hair got stuck in her uniform button. "Oh," I said in pain.

"What are you doing?" His voice was heavy and cold. "Hey, let me go!"

I'm still trying to get my hair off the buttons. "I'm trying too, okay! Wait a minute, my hair-"

My words came to a halt as the man pulled off his uniform button. Heh? Just be right. He looked at me, cold. A look that told me to stay away, as if I were an enemy. Hmh! Just be right! I think I want to be angry.

The buttons are still in my hair. Huhu, mom, I met a shitty guy!

While walking I continued to grumble, while my hands removed my hair from the buttons. My class is at 1-4. That's great because the first face I saw was the man. Urgs!

I snorted then stepped towards the empty bench, right next to the brunettes girl with the green highlights. "Hello, good morning." My greeting made him look.

I'm stunned, Pita. In front of me was a broad smiling Ribbon. However, his smile soon lasted because it was immediately replaced with a panicked face. "Hey, what's wrong with you? How crying?"

Ah, I did it again. I quickly wiped my tears. "It's okay. My eyes are easy to tear."

His face looked relieved, he smiled again. "I'm Kim Dayeon. You can call me Dayeon."

I smiled and accepted his hand. "Lalisa Hamilton."

Dayeon's eyes were shining, drawn. "You're from abroad?"

Dayeon nodded, "ah, the color of your eyes is unique."

I touched my cheek, silent. These eyes are light gray, like Amabel's. "Ah, is that it? Thank you." Thank you."

"Oh, the teacher's coming!" Dayeon said, spirit.

When the teacher arrived, my suffering had just begun. The seat was changed and I had to settle for the backmost spot next to that annoying guy earlier. Nick Lee is the name of the man. I glanced at him, I didn't like him but he felt like Arion. I shook my head, no. Definitely not. It must be just my feeling.

Arion is not real. I mean, not in this world. If it's about Arion, how's he doing right now? Has he become a wise king? Or is he sad because I left? Whatever it is I just wish he was healthy and always protected. I sighed, remembering Arion my chest always felt tight.

I've missed him.

Seriously, this Nick Lee seems to have a personal vendetta against me! Ever since the group in art lessons she never looked at me. Even talk about not. It sucks!

I began to tidy up the writing equipment and crossed my hands as a pillow to sleep on. My head is heavy. When I realized I was asleep.

When I opened my eyes I saw Arion sitting on the throne. His eyes looked lonely and it was painful. In front of her was Jeanne who was bowed down with Mika. The two then went up on a small stage and put their necks on a board. Both will be sentenced to death.

I closed my eyes, could not see it. Soon Arion stood up and left his place. Where'd he go? I don't know because next time I'm in my house.

Alec who was locking himself up with a guilty face. Wh why? I tried to hit an invisible barrier between us. Alec looked uninspired, his eyes blackened. Brother, don't be like this.

When I hit that invisible wall again, I was somewhere else. Elliott is with mom and dad. I don't know what they're discussing, but Elliott doesn't seem to like it. Before long he came out of the living room with an angry face and banged on Alec's bedroom door. I've seen Elliott like this. Whether angry, frustrated, or disappointed. I don't know which is more dominant. The next thing that happened was that my two brothers had a fight.

Wh why? Why even like this? When I tried to grab both of them, I moved back. This time to Rachel's room. The girl was in the rocking chair with a blank look. The garden in front of his room had already started to be made and I was crouching because he was holding our picture as a child. I came back crying. How could I forget Rachel's wounds? She lost her son and then I left. Rachel, I'm sorry.

Then I went back to Arion's room. He just stood there staring at my portrait. It was a painting taken before the wedding. Arion was silent for a long time until he finally shed tears.

"Sorry."

I shook my head, don't apologize. I am the guilty one. Arion, don't apologize. Alec, Elliott, dad, mom, Rachel, don't be sad. Don't apologize. Don't apologize.

"Arion," I whispered and when I opened my eyes the class was empty.

I wiped my tears. The dream felt so real that it scared me. This guilt kept suffocating me and making my breath tight. If everything in Yerkink is just a dream, why does it feel so real? But if not, what dreams do they really have? Is it like Sarasa's guess?

I don't know. Thinking about it made my head seem to want to explode. I kept going, unaware that I had reached the station. Lots of people today, of course. I lowered my head, watching the other person's feet until my train arrived.

It feels so heavy today. I looked up when I entered the train. And that's when I met you. Once more.

His black eyes looked at me straight, the same color as his hair. That gaze only lasted three seconds, yet I knew that it was him that I was looking for.

"Dum." It is that call that destroys all the thought that you are not real. All the analysis that you are just a creature in my dreams.

Unconsciously I was crying. "Arion."

You're real.

Fin.