"Hi, Ayaka!"
A gentle call drifted over on the breeze.
"Hmm?"
Kamisato Ayaka turned at the sound, but once she looked, she could no longer tear her eyes away.
A girl in a white top and blue skirt rode toward her on countless streams of green wind. Though she was still in midair, she was already waving eagerly, a radiant smile on her face.
"That's..."
Though this was their first meeting, that breathtaking face, that lovely figure, and that radiant smile had long since been etched into her memory.
She had imagined countless ways they might meet, but when they finally did, it was so sudden, so unexpected.
The girl had appeared before her in the most unimaginable way.
The green light and flowing wind dispersed, and the white-haired girl in the blue skirt descended from the sky, landing steadily before Kamisato Ayaka.
The person she had thought about day and night was suddenly standing right in front of her.
Kamisato Ayaka's beautiful eyes trembled, her expression frozen as though her mind had crashed.
"Hi, Ayaka?! What's wrong?"
The girl's voice brought her back to her senses.
Only then did she realize she had lost her composure. How could she be so rude in front of someone she admired?
She gave a little shudder and hurried to steady herself. With a shy, girlish gesture, she smoothed her hair, then feigned composure. "H-hello, Miss E-Ellin."
Ellin scratched her head. "Hello, Ayaka. Nice to meet you."
With that, Ellin offered Kamisato Ayaka her hand.
Kamisato Ayaka reached out as well and clasped Ellin's hand.
"Hello, Miss Ellin."
Kamisato Ayaka maintained a calm facade, but the instant she shook Ellin's hand, she was utterly flustered inside.
Wow! Her hand is so soft! And warm!
She kept squealing inwardly.
"Um... Ayaka, could you let