Himeko excitedly followed the slightly blushing Ms. Nightingale to the lavish Supreme Suite. It was the highest-class room Sunday had prepared for his little sister, on the same level as Theresa's treatment. After all, Sunday being a sister-obsessed maniac was no exaggeration.
"Wow, so this is the Supreme Suite? The décor is gorgeous. Your brother really dotes on you!"
After closing and locking the door, Himeko curiously looked around the lavish, music-themed suite and asked Ms. Nightingale.
"Yes, my brother has always treated me very well since we were young. No matter what I wanted to do, he silently supported me. I am deeply grateful for everything he has done for me."
"But there are also things I want to accomplish on my own. I simply cannot bring myself to peacefully accept all his silent sacrifices, so under Dream Master Gofeymu's arrangements, I studied vocal music and inherited the Family's power of Harmony."
"With the power of Harmony, my voice gained such beautiful singing. I was able to do what I had always wanted—to bring Harmony's healing songs to people suffering from disasters and let those songs give them hope."
Smiling, Ms. Nightingale went over to the sofa and began brewing a peculiar red tea as she told Himeko her story.
The perspective shifted elsewhere.
March 7th, Stelle, and Theresa were chatting in their room.
"What a huge bathtub! I heard the way to enter dreams here is to lie in the Dream Pool fully clothed, but wouldn't that be unhygienic? The clothes are one thing, but when I think about soaking my body together with my shoes, it just feels weird..."
March 7th looked at the shell-like Dream Pool and complained to the others.
The women looked at the blue liquid in the Dream Pool with some hesitation