Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the three stars of Orion's Belt slowly shifted positions to form a yellow seal pattern.
Another editor, a Suzuki, who was heading to the coffee machine with a mug, suddenly stopped. "The stars are really bright tonight, huh?"
"It's spring, after all." Machida Sonoko moistened her lips with a tongue stained brown by coffee, her fingernails tapping absently at the keyboard.
"Whew, I'll leave the rest for tomorrow. Uta-chan's writing seems to be getting more and more impressive. I feel like I'm completely useless as an editor now."
"At this rate, that girl might really be able to break into traditional literary circles someday, don't you think?"
A faint smile tugged at her lips. Machida Sonoko thought of that black-haired, long-haired Beautiful Girl, the admiration in her eyes unconcealed.
Standing up, Machida Sonoko gathered her belongings, said goodbye to her colleagues, and walked away on her high heels.
At the same time, the twisted three stars of Orion's Belt in the night sky returned to their normal positions.