Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the three stars of Orion's Belt slowly shifted positions, forming the Yellow Sign.
Another editor named Suzuki, who was carrying a mug toward the coffee machine, suddenly stopped. "The stars are so bright tonight?"
"After all, it's spring." Machida Sonoko moistened her lips with her coffee-stained brown tongue, her nails unconsciously tapping against the keyboard.
"Phew, let's look at the rest tomorrow. Uta-chan's writing seems to be getting better and better. I feel like I'm completely useless as her editor."
"If this keeps up, that girl might really be able to break into the world of traditional literature someday, you know?"
With the corners of her lips slightly raised, Machida Sonoko thought of that beautiful girl with long straight black hair, the admiration in her eyes undisguised.
Machida Sonoko stood, packed up her belongings, greeted her colleagues, and left in her high heels.
At the same time, the distorted three stars of Orion's Belt in the night sky returned to their proper positions.