Bobota followed Sunny back inside from the balcony in a daze, only then realizing that within stood an enormous theater. Not far away, a little boy about Sunny's size was solemnly playing the piano.
Though the music was childish, the performer was a child after all, and the piece he played was hardly mournful. It was cheerful and bright. The relaxed melody might not have been especially beautiful, but it slowly calmed Bobota's perpetually uneasy heart.
"The one playing the piano is Yada. He's an idiot." Sunny's tone carried a trace of disdain when she mentioned Yada, but in the next instant, she warned Bobota, "Still, even if he's an idiot, you're not allowed to bully him from now on, or I'll beat you up."
Bobota smiled and nodded. Though the current situation felt unknown and strange to him, he would not make things difficult for two little brats. Besides, this little girl named Sunny gave him an inexplicably familiar feeling. In a daze, it was as though he had seen his own younger sister.
Huahua looked like she should be about Sunny's age? But Huahua was a soul, so her actual age might be a little older than Sunny's.
As Bobota pondered this, he had no idea that Sunny was also a soul in reality, and that her true age was nearly the same as Sparrow Sparrow's. It was just that both of them were housed within the shells of children.
Sunny led Bobota straight ahead until they arrived before a wooden door marked with Golden Finch patterns.
After knocking, a somewhat weathered male voice came from within. "Who is it?"
"Mentor Jon, it's me."
Once the door opened, Sunny and Bobota walked in. At last, Bobota saw the Jon Sunny had spoken of. He was an old man