Theresa's Dream

The flames flickered violently, the rain pattered crisply, and the soft sound of a knife slicing through a human body.

That's the amount of information that's poured into the mind, a mixture of all these elements.

Finally, the Miko knelt on the ground, with a lonely fox shadow behind her, just like her.

Her eyes turned bloodshot, tears still wet on her cheeks, and then she threw her head back and laughed loudly.

She was gritting her teeth in hatred towards something, she was genuinely happy about something, yet at the same time... she was very sad.

The video abruptly ended.

Consciousness surfaced as if emerging from the water, lifting the veil of illusion.

The girl woke up.

She opened her eyes, looked at the red bed curtains above, and couldn't help but whisper.

Was it a dream?

In the still-dark night, Theresa awoke, her delicate body lying on the pristine white bed, fine beads of sweat rolling down her snow-white skin, which shone even brighter than the sheets.

Sweat soaked through her thin white camisole nightgown.

That illusory dream allowed her to see the Miko with cherry blossom hair once again.

Why did that Miko just disappear like that?

Is the possibility that her body will be completely cured the reason for her disappearance?

Theresa had always been very concerned about the Miko who appeared in Changkong City that day.

Whether it's the other party's true identity, abilities, or background.

Both publicly and privately, Theresa should investigate this matter thoroughly.

In fact, she did just that, and with her permission, she eventually found those clues in Schicksal's database.

Theresa has seized the fragments of time that the Miko left behind in the mortal world, which is why she attaches great importance to the missions of Su Qing'an and Satou Yunona.

If St. Freya Academy hadn't had such a limited pool of qualified personnel to support the two, it wouldn't be surprising if Theresa had chosen to send reinforcements. Even without reinforcements, the Logistics Department arrived at the scene in almost an hour.

It can be said to be extremely efficient.

The discovered fragment has already been analyzed and evaluated by professionals in the research lab beneath St. Freya Academy.

Is the reason I dream really just because I'm dreaming?

Theresa got up, her bare feet touching the cold floor, and walked to the open window.

A breeze blew by, and my body felt slightly cool under my thin clothes.

"Let's go get another checkup today," she said.

Even though Theresa had undergone a full medical check-up and received a report that she was in good health when she returned from Changkong City last time, she still made this decision.

After she finished speaking, she looked at the starry night sky and thought, "That dream is definitely not something so simple."

Because if it were just a dream, how could it leave her feeling so empty?

The moment the Miko began to laugh, Theresa's bewildered consciousness resonated with hers.

That pain, that sorrow, that hatred.

Theresa caught it all in that instant, and even now, after Awakened, the lingering emotions still leave a persistent echo in her heart.

If... she meant if.

If I could help that Miko maiden, if I could make her less sad...

Theresa was willing to help her, even at a cost.

But she was already dead, and in the end, Theresa couldn't do anything for her.

I feel like I can never repay this debt of gratitude that saved my life.

Ugh. That damn thing, it's really... the most annoying thing ever.

In the darkness of the night, the girl leaning against the window let out a silent sigh.

Then, the girl took off her thin white camisole nightgown and underwear.

She was completely naked.

Snow-white skin and a youthful, tender body were bathed in moonlight.

The girl put her sweat-soaked clothes into the basket and stepped barefoot into the bathroom.

The bathroom was huge, and the soft sound of footsteps echoed forlornly on the floor, sounding somewhat lonely.

Actually, Theresa has gradually come to dislike very large places.

In empty and vast places, she would inevitably feel lonely.

Despite having been through a lot, she still retains some childlike qualities.

There's nothing we can do about it; some people in this girl's world have shown her too much kindness.

So she thought that if she were truly mature, she would no longer show that kind of smile or say those naive things, and all her future decisions would always be cold and correct.

If she knew what I was like, would she be sad?

Theresa didn't like that person being sad.

Even if that person... can no longer see her.

The bathtub was filled with hot water, and steam filled the air, obscuring the girl's fair skin beneath the water.

She curled up and hugged herself.

It seems that the emotions brought about by that dream have left Theresa unable to fill the void in her heart.

The warmth of the hot water attempted to fill the emptiness and loneliness in the girl's heart, and her skin was gradually tinged with a delicate pink.

She thought, "I should take a rest."

"It's still a long way from dawn..." she muttered softly.

Consciousness rose and drifted away with the intertwining mist.

The girl drifted off to sleep to the sound of dripping water.

Three hours later.

Theresa stepped out of the bathtub filled with cold water, expressionless. After drying herself with a towel, she looked at the white-haired girl with wet hair in the mirror.

He silently cursed himself for being an idiot.

It wouldn't be surprising if someone caught a cold because of this, unless their constitution is different from others.

After drying her hair with a hairdryer, Theresa dressed herself neatly.

The girl in the mirror was dressed in a solemn nun's habit. After carefully tying the cross ornament around her neck, she leaned closer to the mirror and carefully aligned the veil on her head.

Until it's exactly right.

A familiar scene suddenly flashed through my mind: the woman half-squatting down, adjusting her clothes and veil, then nodding and smiling with satisfaction, saying:

"Yes, it's perfect. Theresa also very cute today."

She paused for a moment, then shook her head, pulling herself out of the vortex of memories.

What's wrong with me today?

Isn't that a bit too sentimental?

That dream was definitely not normal.

Theresa's intuition made her increasingly uneasy, but the source of this unease was too vague.

That Miko, Yae Sakura.

He should be dead already.

"I'll go to the research institute today and see for myself the latest developments regarding that fragment," Theresa said to herself.

The only thing he currently possesses that can be connected to the Miko is that fragment.

Perhaps she can find some key clues here, thus getting closer to the truth.

"Kambara Village, I hope Su Qing'an and Yuno can get over their guilt soon." Theresa couldn't help but feel worried as she thought about what happened during that mission.

Perhaps in such a world, being too kind-hearted is not a good thing.

However, blindly following the crowd and becoming the kind of person you hate most is definitely not the right thing to do.

Theresa herself couldn't find a so-called right answer, so she respected everyone's choice.

Casting aside all distracting thoughts, the girl stepped out of the bathroom.

She glanced at the Golden Cross in the corner, stretched, and said:

"Hmm, wipe Judah clean and then head out."

The current time is 6:30 AM on April 29, 2014.

Today, St. Freya Academy remains peaceful and tranquil.