"Saori," the princess whispered gently,
stroking the soul beside her.
"If there’s a happy memory…
or something you once longed for…
would you share it with me?"
"...There wasn’t time for that, was there?"
Saori’s soul trembled softly, as if shy.
"Ah… but that’s exactly what I mean.
Your little happinesses.
The simple ones.
Like your favorite café in Ginza…
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those soufflé pancakes."
The scene in her heart spilled forth.
The quiet hum of a piano.
The chime of a doorbell.
The whisking sound of eggs and sugar in a bowl—
faint, but rhythmic.
"This is the place your heart longs for, isn’t it?
Yes…
the comfort of the familiar.
I like it too."
The aroma of coffee.
Warm pancakes, butter melting, syrup soaking in.
The weight of a novel in your hands.
The slow turning of a page.
And from Saori’s soul,
the feeling of life—fresh and vivid—began to flow again.
"Yes…
wish for it.
Wish for it with all your heart.
Find the courage to walk again.
And choose happiness."
The moonlight wrapped around them.
The sea fell silent,
and the moon’s glow traced a path across the water.
"When the full moon shines upon the Mirror,
the path to the living world opens."
And in the Moonlit Mirror, the full moon shone back—
clear and silver.
"Go now, Saori.
You were given your name with love.
A prayer for your happiness,
woven into the sound of it.
You are a precious life—
and that life still continues."
MAHIRUBI-NI CHIRINU-RU MONO-WA KAGIRI-NAKU
TSUKI-NO HIKARI-NI MATA SAKI-IZURU
* Woven like thread, a cherished life spun in love—
step forward, and walk toward joy.
Saori’s soul shone—
brilliant, luminous with the light of life.
"Be happy, Saori."
Bathed in that radiant light,
the Princess of Utsusemi faded—
like mist,
gentle and ephemeral.
"You’ll be fine now.
Happiness is waiting for you."
Saori’s soul followed the moonlight,
gently returning to the living world.
