Arc 3, Chapter 24: Fine, I'll Do It Myself

No dreams; and if there were any, none that left a scratch on her waking memory. The curtain bathed in sunlight, the room itself making her sweat under her covers.

"Ngh…" Jotou grunted out of bed. Perhaps the myriad of emotions that swirled in her yesterday blocked the feeling of her sore legs. Dark circles and her eyeballs in an uncomfortable warmth.

Jotou sat, looking across. She took a deep breath, wiping her face. The watch ticked past noon, "Shit," Jotou threw the sheets aside in a daze.

'Calm down Jotou… No mistakes. Everything must be perfect if I have any chance of bringing them back.'

Soon, she found herself in an empty shower room; most people having used it long before her. The cold water against her bangs, trailing down her eyes; a momentary comfort.

The water rained down into the drain as Jotou absentmindedly stood under it. The blonde peered down her skin, much paler than her face in the current circumstance.