"I remembered that I was supposed to still be on Amphoreus, wasn't I?"
"Why... when I opened my eyes this time, did I see everyone I knew...?"
"Could all of this still be my imagination, some illusory beautiful dream?"
"Um... everyone, tell me, am I still dreaming? Are you all dreams born from how much I missed you?"
The more March 7th thought about it, the more frightened she became. She threw her arms around Stelle and burst into tears.
"This little fool..."
Changye Yue helplessly rolled her eyes as she watched March 7th start crying again, though her expression also seemed filled with deep guilt toward her.
"Little March, don't be afraid anymore. You don't need to doubt it. This isn't a beautiful dream you made up; this is the real Astral Express."
"If you don't believe me, look around you. Isn't this your girly bedroom?"
Theresa smiled as she looked at March 7th.
Hearing that, the girl hurriedly raised her head to look at Theresa. Theresa smiled and wiggled the snow-white cat ears atop her head, and that beautiful, adorable sight made everyone blush.
"Ahem. Well then, you must have a lot to talk about, right? Gentlemen, come outside with me."
Welt coughed awkwardly, reminding the male members present.
Sunday, Gallagher, Misha, and Phainon hurriedly nodded as well.
After all, this really was a girl's bedroom. It was indeed inappropriate for the men to stay here.
Thus, Welt, Sunday, Gallagher, Misha, and Phainon left March 7th's bedroom and returned to the observation car.
March 7th also looked around at the familiar furnishings of the room, her multicolored eyes wide open as though she dearly missed this place.
"Wow, it's wonderful that Passenger March 7th has really awakened, pom!"
"To celebrate everyone's safe return, especially Passenger March 7th waking