A fine drizzle drifted down soundlessly, like silver threads spun by countless silkworm maidens. Thousands upon thousands of delicate strands swayed in midair, a hazy veil of gauze draped over the city streets.
Little Griseo stood by the window, looking at the sky outside as it had just begun to brighten. A trace of longing appeared in her purple eyes.
She liked it when it drizzled. It felt so nice!
She watched the raindrops strike the leafy keys of the trees like countless tiny hands, playing an ode welcoming spring.
"I like it..."
Little Griseo found her drawing board and wanted to capture the beauty of the rainy day, but... looking at the drawing on it, she felt that it did not fit.
"I want to go out and play, but it's raining... Mom said I can't go outside. Miss Rain will soak my clothes."
She held out her little hand, and Griseo felt the raindrops fall into her tiny palm. It felt nice.
She liked sitting by the window and watching Miss Raindrop dance outside. Griseo wore an adorably soft expression that made people want to scoop her into their arms.
After gazing out the window for a while, Griseo turned back toward the house. Elysia, who had been sitting in the chair earlier, had already left the Yotsuya home.
She said she was going to clean up after Griseo.
Griseo did not quite understand, but she knew Elysia was helping her. She only needed to draw with peace of mind.
Thinking of something, Griseo took out her phone and discovered that last night's events had caused quite a stir. Besides her Twitter, other media outlets had also reported what happened yesterday.
Many people believed the authorities had done something and demanded an explanation.
The island nation's authorities were