When the morning light streamed through the office's Floor-to-ceiling Window and fell across the soft sofa, the slender woman lying on it slowly stretched.
She glanced at the blanket draped over herself, then at the adorable Red-haired Girl sleeping soundly beside her, her cheeks still carrying a little baby fat. She removed her own blanket and draped it over the girl.
In front of the sofa stood a desk whose entire surface was a screen. It was covered in messy drawings and all kinds of writing—the result of her discussion with the Red-haired Girl beside her throughout the previous night.
It was a plan for how to use the one million donation to establish a Homeless Children School.
The woman gathered her black hair, letting the disheveled strands slide neatly down her shoulders and back. Then she squeezed out through the gap between the desk and sofa, filled a cup with hot water, and made herself a packet of instant coffee.
After preparing the coffee, she carried it back to the desk, swiped across the screen, and admired the results of last night's work.
Then she walked to a small desk nearby, opened her bag, and took out the books inside one by one.
"Ah~"
A satisfied exhale came from behind her.
The Red-haired Girl, Annie, rubbed her eyes and shifted against the back of the sofa. "Carrie, what do you think we should call our school? And what are you looking for?"
"A book." Igarie held her coffee as she searched through her bag in confusion. "I clearly remember bringing it back yesterday."
"What book?"
Rubbing her eyes, Annie stood up groggily and walked toward Igarie.
"Fearless Dawn, the mayor's autobiography."
Igarie spoke slowly.
"Since when did you start reading that kind of book?"
Annie yawned and leaned her