"Hmm..."
The girl let out a soft hum.
The scene on the stage gradually shifted to a hazy world.
Two women who looked remarkably alike were still watching the scenes within the dream.
"It seemed today's lesson ended here as well, my daughter," one imposing figure said. "Mm, what is it?"
"Whenever I fell asleep, I came here. But after I woke up, those memories didn't remain... But I didn't want to forget..." The girl held her hands against her chest.
The dream just now had been the girl's dream.
Ever since that disaster, whenever she fell asleep, the girl would see this version of herself in her dreams, one that seemed to be "grown-up."
The other called herself her mother and taught her about magecraft and mysteries.
The girl didn't know the other's identity.
But she felt that, since she and her "mother" looked so alike, there had to be some kind of connection between them.
However, when the girl woke up, her experiences in the dream gradually faded away like a real dream, leaving only the knowledge itself behind.
Only when the girl dreamed again and entered this dream world would those forgotten memories awaken once more.
"You needn't remember the scenery of your dreams, my daughter Shiro... Let us meet again in the next dream."
The scenery in the dream grew increasingly blurred. Her "mother's" voice also became more and more distant.
"Senior... it's time to get up."
Sakura kept her voice low. Though she was calling for her senior to wake up, she looked as though she was afraid of disturbing something.
The girl's eyelashes trembled as she slowly opened her eyes.
With her back to the sunlight, Sakura shielded the girl from the somewhat glaring rays.
Those glacier-blue eyes slowly opened.
Having just woken up,