Morning sunlight streamed through the glass and spilled beside the bed, its warmth making it hard to get up.
"Knock!
Knock, knock!
Alice, time to get up."
Crisp knocks and a gentle, kindly voice came from outside the door, trying to wake the sleeping girl.
"Huh?
Okay, Grandpa."
Hearing her grandfather's voice in her sleep, the girl on the bed murmured a drowsy reply.
"All right, Alice. I'll be downstairs waiting to have breakfast with you."
Hearing Alice answer, Rob McCoy gently reminded her from outside the door to hurry.
With that, Rob McCoy turned and headed downstairs with a cheerful smile.
Not long after her grandfather went downstairs, Alice sat up in bed.
Then she turned to look at the scenery outside the window and stretched languidly.
"It's this late already."
Picking up the alarm clock beside her bed and checking the time, Alice murmured to herself.
She got up, dressed, and washed.
Alice walked to the window and pushed it open.
Feeling the breeze brush through her hair, Alice loved her life now, but she also missed the days she had spent living with Digimon.
Apart from her initial panic, that time had been the most wondrous dream Alice had ever experienced.
"I wonder how Dobermon is doing now."
As if Dobermon's image had appeared before her eyes, Alice spoke with longing.
Alice, whose full name was Alice McCoy, was a ten-year-old girl.
With brilliant blond hair and eyes like a clear blue sky, she loved wearing Gothic clothes and was Dr. Rob McCoy's granddaughter.
Dr. Rob McCoy was a professor at Palo Alto University and a computer specialist.
In 1984, Rob McCoy established a research group at Palo Alto University to study hypothetical life-forms-Digimon.
At Palo Alto University's research institute, Dr. Rob McCoy, then an assistant professor,