Part 24
I go out in town aimlessly.Why the heck am I walking around here for no reason?
It's just a mistake.
There's no way she'll still be around, and it's not like I have any reason to talk to her.
So why did I think it was her?
Why----am I walking around town pointlessly like this?

"...... I have to go back to the mansion."


I shake my head as if trying to clear my head of drunkenness and turn away from the nonexistent illusion of Arcueid.
Music: play track 1
"---Ah, yeah---thanks, Hisui."
I can barely reply since I'm bewildered by the respectfulness of it all.
"Um---were you waiting for me to come home?"
"Yes. Greeting the master is a servant's duty."
Answering very matter-of-factly, she doesn't even bat an eyelash.


"I understand. Starting from tomorrow, I will await your return in the lobby."
Hisui gives a quick bow and opens the mansion gate.
Hisui turns around as she does so.

............ *sigh*
For some reason, the atmosphere isn't exactly conducive to conversation.
Hisui closes the gate after I pass through, then she silently walks to the entrance to open the door and leads me into the lobby.

Whether good or bad, it's probably just a reaction to the crazy two days I just had.
Perhaps spacing out here in my room will be good, giving my mind and heart a break.



Music: stop
Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, creak, tick, tick, tick, tick----
"Eh--?"
I think I heard something mixed in with the ticking.
It sounded like the door opening, but who would be coming at this hour?