Introduction
Naota: (narrorating) Its been about a month now... and Haruko still hasn't come back yet. I've started to lose hope, little by little... I mean, what's the point? It doesn't matter how much I want it, Haruko will probably never come back... So, I did the only other thing I could think of... I moved on... Mabase is still a pathetic hole in the Earth. Most of the damage has been cleared up, but they've started reconstruction on all the downed building. The Medical Mechanica plant hasn't moved since the whole... thing... It just sort of sits there, like a reminder... I still live at the bakery with my dad and grandpa... Things have died down, now... Everythings gone back to normal... save the fact that we have a 12ft robot acting as our housemaid... No big deal...
Naota sits up in his bed, and looks around his room. The morning light pours through his window, slashing out onto his bedroom floor. Slowly, he rolls out of bed and stands in the center of his room...
Naota: (quietly) No Tasuke... no Mamimi... no Haruko...
Naota looks over into a corner of his room, where Haruko's blue and white Reckenbeck is propped up against the wall.
Naota: (narrorating) I still have Haruko's bass guitar... I rarely use it, but sometimes, when I'm depressed or angry, I'll pick it up and pluck the strings. I don't know how to play it or anything, but it passes the time.
After what seemed like an hour, Naota leaves his room and heads to the bathroom. He catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror. His face is twisted into a contorted expression halfway between a scowl and squint. Naota grunts at his reflection and goes about cleaning up before school. It doesn't take very long, since Naota really doesn't seem to care. He gets dressed and heads down stairs. No one seems to awake, so Naota thinks it better just to leave. Just as he gets to the door,(he sees) Canti from the kitchen doorway. Naota pauses and watches the robot approach with a blue bento box. Canti stops in front of Naota and reaches out his hand, offering the boy the lunch.
Naota: ...Oh... yeah... thanks...
Naota took the lunch, dropped it into his bookbag and left without another word. As Naota walked, he kept his eyes on the sidewalk, having no desire to see anything around him. He used to walk with Eri and the others, but gradually, he began avoiding them. He didn't really want to talk to anyone. He didn't want to even see anyone. After twenty minutes of walking, Naota reached his school. He looked up at it grimly.
Naota: (dolorously) Another day...
Naota: (narrorating) Its been about a month now... and Haruko still hasn't come back yet. I've started to lose hope, little by little... I mean, what's the point? It doesn't matter how much I want it, Haruko will probably never come back... So, I did the only other thing I could think of... I moved on... Mabase is still a pathetic hole in the Earth. Most of the damage has been cleared up, but they've started reconstruction on all the downed building. The Medical Mechanica plant hasn't moved since the whole... thing... It just sort of sits there, like a reminder... I still live at the bakery with my dad and grandpa... Things have died down, now... Everythings gone back to normal... save the fact that we have a 12ft robot acting as our housemaid... No big deal...
Naota sits up in his bed, and looks around his room. The morning light pours through his window, slashing out onto his bedroom floor. Slowly, he rolls out of bed and stands in the center of his room...
Naota: (quietly) No Tasuke... no Mamimi... no Haruko...
Naota looks over into a corner of his room, where Haruko's blue and white Reckenbeck is propped up against the wall.
Naota: (narrorating) I still have Haruko's bass guitar... I rarely use it, but sometimes, when I'm depressed or angry, I'll pick it up and pluck the strings. I don't know how to play it or anything, but it passes the time.
After what seemed like an hour, Naota leaves his room and heads to the bathroom. He catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror. His face is twisted into a contorted expression halfway between a scowl and squint. Naota grunts at his reflection and goes about cleaning up before school. It doesn't take very long, since Naota really doesn't seem to care. He gets dressed and heads down stairs. No one seems to awake, so Naota thinks it better just to leave. Just as he gets to the door,(he sees) Canti from the kitchen doorway. Naota pauses and watches the robot approach with a blue bento box. Canti stops in front of Naota and reaches out his hand, offering the boy the lunch.
Naota: ...Oh... yeah... thanks...
Naota took the lunch, dropped it into his bookbag and left without another word. As Naota walked, he kept his eyes on the sidewalk, having no desire to see anything around him. He used to walk with Eri and the others, but gradually, he began avoiding them. He didn't really want to talk to anyone. He didn't want to even see anyone. After twenty minutes of walking, Naota reached his school. He looked up at it grimly.
Naota: (dolorously) Another day...