Miyabi Side Story-Dreamscape 2: The Training to See You

Hoshimi Miyabi often returned home late at night.

It was not that Section 6's affairs were particularly demanding; it was simply because of all those countless training regimens.

By the time she reached the door, the clock was already pointing to two in the morning.

The Hoshimi Family residence stood in the suburbs, a modest Japanese-style house with a dry landscape garden.

From pushing open the door to entering the house, the entire sequence was a form of training in itself—such as finding her way back to her room in the dark.

She knew this route so well that she even remembered exactly how many steps it took.

Miyabi removed her shoes and set them neatly aside. The hallway seemed to collapse into a bottomless Hollows corridor. She gripped the Demon Blade tightly, pausing with every step as she walked along the seams between the tatami mats.

"Miyabi, you're back."

"Father..."

Though it was past two, Hoshimi Soichiro was somehow still awake. He held a small cake in one hand, as if he had gotten hungry in the middle of the night and gone looking for something to eat.

"Training again today?"

"Yes."

Miyabi dropped that single word and turned to leave.

"Get some rest early."

In another family, behavior like that would surely earn her a scolding, but Soichiro had long since grown used to it. He watched his daughter's retreating back with satisfaction and tore open the wrapper.

Miyabi's room was spotless, just like her earnest and straightforward nature.

A broad bed sat by the window, its bedding carrying the fresh scent of sun-drying. She removed the Demon Blade and placed it back on its stand, then adjusted its angle so that the side with the fingerprint lock faced outward.

She repeated this ritual every day, yet never