"To find out why the Watchmaker, Mikhail, broke with the Family, and who exactly made the decision to betray him..." Robin turned toward Mikai in the crowd. "Mr. Mikai, do you remember our deal? It's time for me to give you my answer-I am willing to withdraw. I will no longer take the stage at the Charmony Festival."
11 system hours until the opening of the Charmony Festival.
"Brother, look! There's a little bird here."
"It looks like a baby Melodi-Dove. But this area... isn't their habitat. Why is it here all alone? Did its parents abandon it?"
"It looks so weak... Shall we find a cushion and make it a nest?"
"It's too dangerous here. Let's take it home first and put it on the wooden shelf outside your window."
"Okay! I'm sure its singing will sound lovely. But where will it live?"
"I'll ask the family head to build it a cage."
"A cage... wouldn't that mean it couldn't fly freely anymore?"
Memories from the past rose to the surface of Sunday's mind. Those moments had always remained so clear to him.
"Let me see... what has made the Theocracy's two finest interpreters so curious that they've even forgotten their dessert?" In those days, Mr. Gopher Wood's voice had sounded very gentle. "Oh... poor little thing. I'm afraid its prospects aren't good. Do you want to save it?"
"Yes... but I don't think we should lock it up." That was what his sister had said back then.
"Why?" Mr. Gopher Wood asked.
"Although it's still little, its feathers haven't fully grown, and it can't even sing... it didn't hatch just to live in a cage. Birds belong to the sky from the moment they're born."
"A very romantic idea." That was how Mr. Gopher Wood had described