The lines of the poetry used in this chapter are not mine, and taken from a very well known verse.
I am practicing using some Japanese phrases in this fiction. I assume that most people who watch the anime with Japanese audio and subtitles are already familiar with them. All are very common phrases, but if someone has any difficulty in following them, please feel free to let me know.
The moon mirror pond at the local shrine was shown in episode 67 of the original series.
James Birdsong: thank you for leaving your feedback on the previous chapters.
"Ohayō Gozaimasu, Yue-san," Tomoyo said softly as she peered over the moon guardian's shoulder as she spoke, catching a quick glance at the book that he was reading. Her eyes met with foreign alphabets on its pages. It was 10 AM in the morning and on that day she arrived at the library earlier than usual. She had thought that Yue-san might not be there at that time, since in the previous occasions she had only seen him there in the afternoons. However, upon seeing the silver haired man, seated with his back towards the entrance, she had walked up to him.
"Ohayō," Yue returned the greeting briefly without turning to look at her. Tomoyo walked around the table, and took the seat across from him. She gave him a pleasant smile, when his blue eyes fell on her face for an instant. Tomoyo had come to the library to return a few books. It was not meant to be a regular pleasure reading day for her, since her midterm exams were scheduled in the following week, and she wanted to utilize the time to study, even though she was mostly prepared. Tomoyo quietly retrieved a mathematics textbook and an exercise book from the backpack she carried that day, and started working on the problems that she had marked during her study session the night before. She worked her way through a few problems in group theory, before proceeding to solve the ones on partial differential equations. She finished the first two problems, but got stuck on the third one. She tried a few different approaches that she could think of, only to scratch them out in the end. After about fifteen minutes of trying, she was still left without a solution, as she sat there tapping her head lightly with the pencil in her hand.
"Perhaps I can try?" Tomoyo heard Yue-san's smooth voice next to her. She looked up to see him standing next to her. Tomoyo extended her exercise book to Yue wordlessly, a little embarrassed that she could not solve the problem on her own, but also curious about what Yue-san intended to do with it. Yue lightly plucked the pencil out of Tomoyo's loose grip, and proceeded to write on a fresh page of Tomoyo's exercise book. He leaned forward a little bit in order to write while standing, and some of his long silver locks fell over his shoulders and on the table. It took him a few minutes to write a full page. When he was done, he straightened himself and gently slided the exercise book back to Tomoyo. "Is that the solution you were looking for, Daidouji-san?" he asked.
Tomoyo quickly glanced at the neat handwriting on the page which contained the solution of the problem derived in a stepwise manner. "That's it!" Tomoyo exclaimed. "Why did I not see it before?" she muttered. "It's perfect, arigato, Yue-san," she beamed at him.
Yue nodded, and was about to walk away. "Wait," she called. "But how could you–," she started speaking.
"Yukito has a minor in mathematics," Yue responded, anticipating the question he was about to be asked before Tomoyo could finish it. He headed towards the stairs that went upstairs to the stack room of the library.
Sugoi na! Tomoyo thought as she stared after him. Tomoyo remembered that Yukito-san and Toya onii-san both had minors in mathematics when they were undergraduate students. She had picked the same minor for herself, along with computer science for her major studies.. She realized that since Yue-san's consciousness is always active within Yukito-san, he automatically learns whatever his other form does. She saw him returning with a couple of books in his arms after a while. Although she had more questions on the matter, she ducked her head, and focused on solving the remaining problems instead for the moment. After all, she did not want to be upbraided by a librarian again for talking too much in the reading area.
Around half past noon, Tomoyo got up to leave. "Ja ne, Yue-san. I have my midterms starting from next week, so I would take my leave earlier today," she informed him.
Yue said nothing at first, but that was the response Tomoyo expected from him anyway. However, she heard his voice as she bowed and turned around to leave. "Study well for your exams," he said in a monotone. Tomoyo turned her face and briefly smiled before leaving the library.
The following Saturday, Tomoyo and Yue were leaving the library at the same time in the evening. Tomoyo waited behind Yue to check out the three books that she had picked for herself that day. She saw that Yue-san carried only one book with himself. He handed the book and a library card to the staff at the counter before him. The young girl named Hana was at the counter that evening.
"Excuse me, does this card belong to someone else? The photo on it does not exactly match with you," Tomoyo heard the girl say, who looked at the library card in her hand and then to Yue-san's face with an enchanted expression in her dark eyes.
"I have used it before. Is that a problem?" Yue asked.
"No, normally it would not be. But this card has expired this week. I am afraid we cannot issue new books with it unless it is renewed by the person who is the actual owner of the card," the girl informed with professional politeness.
"I see," Yue took back the expired card that belonged to Yukito, and was about to move away from the counter, when the library assistant called again.
"Wait, may I know who it belongs to?" she asked.
"I think you have just read the name of that person on the card," Yue answered in mild annoyance.
The young girl was a bit disconcerted by the stony reply. "No, I don't mean the name. I mean how do you–," she stuttered a bit under Yue's cold and intimidating stare. "I mean is Tsukishiro-san, your brother?" she finally gathered the courage to continue.
Tomoyo saw that Yue-san's brows furrowed at the question, and his gaze turned colder. Tomoyo decided to step in at that point. "His friend," she took a step forward and stood beside Yue, facing the girl at the counter. "Tsukishiro-san is his friend," she said with a smile.
"Oh, for some reason I thought they looked somewhat similar," the girl replied. "Anyway, since you seem to be a regular here, I would be very happy to assist you to make a library card in your own name. All we would need is a proof of your identity," the girl said hurriedly, perhaps excited that she finally had a chance to talk to the handsome young man.. "If you could please fill this form for me, and,-"
"There's no need," Yue cut her off, and turned away, leaving a gaping Hana-san staring after him. As Tomoyo saw Yue-san walk away, she felt something tighten in her chest. She realized that Yue-san had no official document to offer as proof of his existence.
"Thanks for offering to help," Tomoyo turned to the girl before her. "I would like to get that book issued in my name, along with these three," she placed the books that she carried on the counter and pointed to the Yue-san had placed there before her. She then took out her own library card and gave it to the girl.
"The book he wanted to check out, it is in a foreign language," Hana-san said, as she scanned her card. She still looked somewhat dazed.
"Yes. I believe it is Greek from the letters on the cover," Tomoyo smiled.
"Is he from another country?" Hana-san asked. Tomoyo could plainly see that the young library assistant took quite a keen interest in the mysterious man who have been paying a weekly visit to the establishment lately. However, she was not sure how to answer the question. She had heard that Clow Reed came to Japan from another country with Yue-san and Kero-chan a long time ago. Did that make Yue-san a foreigner? She honestly did not know.
"Yue-san had lived abroad for a considerable amount of time," Tomoyo decided it was best to circumvent the question, offering an indirect answer instead. She looked over her shoulders to find that the young man had already disappeared from sight.
"Sō ka," the young girl said, her eyes shining with wonder. She looked at the screen before her for a moment and then looked at Tomoyo again. "But, Daidouji-san, since our checkout limit is five books at a time, you can only check out three more today," she informed.
"Oh, right, sumimasen," Tomoyo said. She had almost forgotten that she still had two more books from the library at home. "Then please exclude this one," Tomoyo set aside one of the three books she had picked for herself without hesitation. The young assistant sighed a little bit, and issued her the three books that she requested. Tomoyo thanked her and left the building with the book that she checked out for Yue in her hands. When she was on the street outside the library, she saw the outline of the figure of a tall man with long silver hair that shone in the street lights walking some distance ahead of her on the sidewalk. "Yue-san," she called out loud enough for him to hear, walking fast to catch up to him. He stopped at the sound of her voice. He then calmly leaned against a lamppost waiting for her to catch up.
"For you, Yue-san," Tomoyo held up both her hands to him and offered the book as she approached him a few moments later.
"You didn't have to, Daidouji-san," Yue said. Tomoyo saw that the street light reflected off his eyes like a golden flicker in the pale blue orbs.
"I know, but I wanted to. For the sake of a friend," Tomoyo smiled. Yue wordlessly took the book from her hands and placed it inside the small bag crossed over his shoulders. As she walked beside him on the sidewalk, Tomoyo felt happy that she was able to help her newest friend that day, even though it was a very small thing.
"You really know a lot of foreign languages, right Yue-san?" Tomoyo asked.
"As a user of magic, I was taught several of the ancient languages," Yue informed.
"By Clow-san?" Tomoyo asked softly. She received no answer, but the absence of an answer was her answer. She glanced up to see that Yue-san's face was obscured by the shadow of a nearby building, making the expression on it indecipherable to her. Tomoyo realized that her question might have hit a sensitive nerve with the moon guardian. "Well, I couldn't read much last week due to the exams. I cannot wait to indulge myself with these books," Tomoyo added in a cheery voice hoping to change the topic.
"I hope you fared well in the examinations," Yue spoke again after a long silence.
"Yes, hopefully I did fine, though I do not have my scores yet. Thanks for your help with the math problem the other day," Tomoyo said.
"You can thank my other form for that," Yue replied.
"So, you have automatically learned everything that Tsukishiro-san did?" Tomoyo suddenly remembered the question that she had from the day before, and thought it was a good opportunity to ask.
"If my consciousness was awake during that particular learning activity, then yes," Yue answered.
"Were there times when it wasn't?" Tomoyo asked, her curiosity piquing.
"A few of his classes were quite uninteresting to me, so I slept through them and barely learned anything. I also placed my consciousness to sleep during all the times he had to take an examination," Yue said.
"Is that so?" Tomoyo said. "Was it to help Tsukishiro-san to concentrate better?" she asked.
"I did my best to not interfere in Yukito's life," Yue responded.
"You did not help even during his archery competitions?" Tomoyo asked again.
"Whatever Yukito has achieved is completely through his own skill and effort. I played no part in that. Hence, I do not wish to be held accountable for either his successes or his failures," Yue replied evenly.
"I see. I am sure Tsukishiro-san greatly appreciates everything that you did," Tomoyo said. She felt that the man walking beside her was truly an amazing person to have dealt with such a complicated situation so honorably. If he so wished, he could have chosen to permanently remain in his true form, snatching away the life Tsukishiro-san lived, and along with it the person that Touya onii-san loved so dearly. But Yue-san let his true form take the back seat instead, so that Tsukishiro-san's life could be as close to normal as possible. Tomoyo was also delighted that they seemed to be having an actual conversation that day, instead of his usual monosyllabic responses. She had been sort of indifferent to her best friend's stoical protector through the years. But as she got to know him better in the past weeks, she felt that she already liked Yue-san a lot more than she once used to.
The two had reached the train station. They did not talk much when they boarded the train. Yue's station came before Tomoyo's. However, after he had got off the train at his station, and walked a few steps towards the exit, he turned around instinctively at the familiar sound of the light steps behind him, and the familiar light floral scent that he associated with Tomoyo's perfume. Tomoyo stopped as she saw Yue-san staring at her.
"Oh, don't worry about me at all. I am not coming to bother you or Tsukishiro-san today," Yue saw the girl wave her hands with a smile. "I got off here as I wanted to visit the Tsukimine shrine," she explained as she walked up to Yue.
"For the autumn moon festival?" Yue questioned.
"Yes," Tomoyo said cheerfully as she walked beside Yue.
"I suppose your friends will be meeting you there," the moon guardian said.
"Actually, we haven't made any plans this year, but since the festival is popular in our town, I might even meet someone from my class while I am there. It is more exciting that way," Tomoyo replied.
Yue silently glanced at the time on his phone. It was already past 8:30 PM, and somehow, he did not like the idea of Daidouji-san going alone to the festival so late in the evening. And who knew how long she was planning to stay there. From what he had observed through Yukito's experiences while working at all kinds of odd part time jobs, shady characters always lurked around in such crowded places and festivals. If it had been his young master, he would have directly opposed the idea, but with Daidouji-san, he had no right to interfere in her life and decisions.
"See you next week, Yue-san," Tomoyo waved her hand and was about to take the other way, when she heard Yue-san call her.
"Daidouji-san," he took a step towards her. "Would it be an intrusion if I were to accompany you?" he asked a little hesitantly.
"To the festival? Of course not. But I thought you don't like noisy and crowded places," Tomoyo answered.
"I don't. That's why I thought that perhaps it is better to allow myself to face such a situation while I am in this form," Yue said, looking to the other side.
Tomoyo had a big smile on her face. She really did not expect that Yue-san would want to come with her to such a place. "Then let's go," she eagerly grabbed Yue's slender hand with both of hers, which startled Yue a bit, as his blue eyes drifted back to her face. At once, Tomoyo's self consciousness returned, and she let go of his hand. "Sorry, I mean let us be on our way then," she said. Yue nodded and they started walking. Be careful Tomoyo, Yue-san is not Sakura-chan or Meiling-chan , Tomoyo scolded herself in her mind. She had called Yue-san her friend, and it felt natural to treat him like one. But in her enthusiasm, she had forgotten that she was not hanging out with one of the girls. Tomoyo never had a very close friendship with a man; although she considered Li-Kun, Hiiragizawa-kun and Yamazaki-kun as her close friends, she would always be in the company of one or more of the girls whenever she was with them, so it never bothered her. Had she been in a situation where she had to spend time on her own with a man, she would have felt quite uneasy about it. With Yue-san, she did not feel that way, since she knew he was not a human. It almost felt as easy as if she was with Sakura-chan, Akiho-chan or Meiling-chan. Nevertheless, human or not, Tomoyo realized that it was better to maintain the appropriate boundaries, since to everyone else around them Yue-san was a regular man.
"I am not very fond of big crowds and noisy places either," Tomoyo said as they walked in the direction of the shrine.
"Then why do you insist on visiting such a place?" Yue asked.
"To wish upon the autumn moon. I do it on this day every year. It has become an annual tradition for me," Tomoyo informed softly.
Yue did not say anything further. They walked in silence till they reached the shrine, decorated with festival lights and bright colors. In the areas surrounding it, temporary stalls were set up, and all sorts of people crowded before them. All the food stalls and game stalls were quite familiar to Tomoyo. They were not the reason for her visit. So, she took the path that led to the moon mirror pond of the shrine with Yue. The crowd was much thinner at that place, with hardly anyone near the edge of the water. Tomoyo walked over to the wooden pier and glanced at the silver reflection of the full moon on the water. Every year, she found it a bit strange that while the festival was for honoring the moon, a majority of the people would just be engrossed in for the food and the entertainment that the festival had to offer. She looked up at the moon in the sky and spoke softly:
" Tender is the night,
And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne,
Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays."
Tomoyo heard footsteps as she recited the lines from the famous English poetry. Turning her head back from the sky she saw Yue-san was leaning against the wooden railing of the pier. His pale face kissed by the moonlight was turned towards the reflection of the moon in the water, as he spoke in clear English:
" But here there is no light,
Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown
Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways."
"Yue-san," Tomoyo softly said as she heard him pick up the verse from where she had left. Here t here is no light, Tomoyo wondered why someone whose power symbolized the moon itself felt something like that.
"It used to be one of his favorite poems too," Yue muttered. It seemed that he was speaking to himself rather than to her. Tomoyo did not have to ask to know who this person was that he was talking about. She was sure it was the half British and half Chinese magician who brought him to this world, and whose memory haunted him still. Even though he was not looking at her, Tomoyo could clearly see the dark shadow of immense pain cross the beautiful face that rivaled the beauty of the moon
"Yue-san, this full moon of autumn has granted me a wish every single year, since Sakura-chan told me of its significance when we were in the fifth grade," Tomoyo said.
"The reflection of the moon is used for fortune telling, not for altering fortunes as far as I know," Yue turned to look at her, regaining his usual indifferent expression.
"Yes, that's what Sakura-chan said too. But that evening, when I heard of it, there was something that I really wanted. So, I made my wish right here, and it came true. At that point, I had thought it was just a coincidence. So, I tried again next year just to check, and my wish was fulfilled again. And so, the tradition continued year after year," Tomoyo explained.
"Make one this year too then," Yue said nonchalantly.
Tomoyo smiled sweetly and folded her hands as she gazed at the circular shadow of the celestial orb on the surface of the pond, rippling in the gentle autumn breeze. Many years ago, Tomoyo had stood at the same spot and wished for Sakura-chan and Li-kun's happiness. She had wished for many other people in the years that followed. This year, she had not decided on a wish beforehand, as she had nothing particular on her mind. But after she saw that look on Yue-san's face, she was sure of what she wanted. Please, let Yue-san find the happiness that he deserves , she soundlessly proclaimed her heart's wish to the bright autumn moon.
As Yue watched Tomoyo stand with folded hands at the edge of the pier, humming a tune in a soft voice, a few more lines from that same poetry whose lines they both recited a while back buzzed in his head.
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing -
Perhaps in less than a year from now, he would silently cease to exist with no pain. He did not have the privilege of embracing the extravagant phenomenon that was known as death in the human world. There will be no mortal remains to return to the earth or offer to the fire, no funerals to conduct, and no dear ones to mourn the event. He would simply fade into the stillness of the midnight air. Perhaps it will sadden the few humans who had the misfortune of knowing him, but they will soon forget it like an image seen in a reverie. Daidouji-san would probably come here again next autumn to make another wish, either alone or with someone else. She would probably stand at the same spot, and sing the same tune. He would no longer be there to hear her melodious voice. Why did Daidouji-san have to recite words from the poem which were long lost to his ears? Why did he come with her to a place like this anyway? Why did he feel the need to protect her? Was it a desire to protect the life that he had snatched away from the maws of death that day at the train station? Or was it because her soul was so pure? Or was it because of the divine quality of her music? Yue did not know the answers. He could not deny two things though. One, when he saved Daidouji-san from certain death that day, he had felt that his existence was not entirely purposeless after a very long time. His existence, despite being someone's whim, had been useful in saving the life of a human who was in no way connected to their magical world. And second, Daidouji-san's mellifluous voice calmed his restless soul. His heart seemed to rejoice with the ecstasy of her music and stop aching as long as he could hear her sing; he had never experienced such tranquility since his original master's demise. That is why, Yue felt that he could leave with no regrets if that night were to be his last.
Tomoyo walked over to where Yue-san stood on the pier. She hopped on to the wide ledge of the railing and sat, with her feet dangling in the air beneath her long ocean blue skirt. "You came with me because you were worried about my safety, ne Yue-san?" Tomoyo said.
Yue looked in the other direction. Sometimes it felt like there was nothing which one could keep from this girl. She was practically a mind reader.
"You don't have to be embarrassed, Yue-san. By this time, you should just accept that you are extremely bad at hiding things," Tomoyo laughed softly. "But you don't have to worry about me either. You see, I may not have the combat skills of Meiling-chan and Li-kun, or magical abilities like Sakura-chan, but I can defend myself just fine," she said.
"I saw an instance of your defense skills at the station the other day," Yue reminded her.
"I was taken by surprise that day. I am usually better than that, you'll see. But I am still glad that you came along. And I will be even happier if you made a wish on the moon too," Tomoyo said. That was the real reason that she did not oppose when Yue said that he wanted to accompany her. She wanted him to wish on the moon that night.
"I have nothing to wish for," Yue replied in his reticent manner.
"There must be something that you want, right?" Tomoyo said. Yue saw that her face was full of hope and disappointment at the same time.
"Very well, then. My wish is that you get whatever you wished for today," Yue told her.
Tomoyo blinked for a full second, and then a smile appeared on her lips. "Truly? You mean it?" she asked. Yue nodded in agreement.
"And you won't even ask what my wish is?" Tomoyo asked.
"I don't care to know," Yue replied.
"Then please make the wish properly. Fold your hands and bow your head," Tomoyo said.
"Daidouji-san, I didn't expect you to be so superstitious about these things," Yue tried to protest.
"I will tell you what it was when it comes true, then you will be the one to tell me whether it is just superstition or not. Now please do as I say," Tomoyo was adamant. Yue sighed and proceeded to the edge of the water. He did as Tomoyo told him to, wordlessly conveying his wish. When he turned back, Tomoyo seemed to be glowing with happiness.
"Thank you so much," she bowed. "But I don't wish to waste much more of your time. Let us head back," she said.
While on the way back, the delicious aroma from the food stalls that wafted through the air made Tomoyo feel a bit hungry. She asked Yue to wait for a few minutes in order to quickly buy a sweet crepe that she could munch on while making her way back to the train station. As she requested the item she wanted and waited for it to be prepared, she felt the touch of a greasy hand on her own hand that she had placed on the counter of the stall. She turned her face quickly to find herself facing a pair of youths, probably in their mid twenties, with a loathsome expression on their faces. Tomoyo pulled back her hand sharply, but apparently, the men were not deterred.
"Young lady, let us to buy you something to eat," the taller of the two fellows said. The air around the two reeked of alcohol.
"No thank you," Tomoyo said firmly as she took a step backward from the disagreeable men, sticking one hand inside her purse. Disgusting , she thought.
"We insist," the other fellow said in mock politeness. "She looks like one of those princess types," he whispered to his companion, but Tomoyo heard it quite clearly. "It seems that it is your first time here," he said again, and laughed in a vile manner.
Tomoyo swiftly grabbed the crepe that was ready for her, took out a currency note and placed it on the counter as payment for the food. She then turned towards the rowdy boys, and smiled the most amicable smile that she could muster. "No, it isn't my first time," she said. "But I can help make it your last, if you want me to," she took a step ahead and stepped on the foot of the taller fellow firmly, pressing down hard. The guy shrieked in pain. "Oops, sorry, did I hurt you by accident? Please accept my apology," she bowed politely and walked away from the stall. She made her way to Yue-san, who stood nearby. From the way his eyes narrowed and his jaws tightened, Tomoyo was sure he had observed the entire incident.
"Inebriated scoundrels," Yue said under his breath as she approached him, his steely cold eyes watching the two men, one staggering away, and the other staggering and also limping slightly. "Now do you see why I didn't want you to come alone?" his eyes shifted to Tomoyo's face.
"I am not a fifth grader, Yue-san. It was nothing that I could not have anticipated. I handled them myself, didn't I?" Tomoyo raised her face to look at him.
"That you did," Yue replied. In fact, he had to admit to himself that she did it quite admirably, without even shouting, panicking or creating a scene. "But what if you were alone and they tried to follow you on the way back?" he asked.
"Then I would have stabbed their arms with this," Tomoyo said, taking out a sharp pin that was at least three inches long from her purse and showing it to him. She placed it back inside and calmly took a bite of her crepe. Yue was somewhat surprised. He had not quite imagined that the soft-spoken, sweet Daidouji-san would talk about hurting someone physically like it was no big deal to her. It was also surprising that she did not even bat an eyelid as she stomped on the foot of that man. But dishonorable men like that deserved that kind of treatment, and Yue was quite satisfied with Tomoyo's attitude in that regard.
"Oh, I also have this taser, and some other gadgets and tools in my purse. So, don't worry about me, all right?" Tomoyo smiled. She was in fact thankful that Yue-san did not try to be a hero saving a damsel in distress in the situation that transpired a while ago. He respected her independence, and believed that she could save herself, while still keeping an watchful eye on her.
"Understood," Yue said with a soft sigh. Daidouji Tomoyo was another element altogether. He saw that she had finished her food and was rubbed off the crumbs from the corner of her lips. She tossed the wrapper inside a trash can as they turned the corner of the street. She then turned her head to speak to him.
"Yue-san, one of those men tried to hold my hand. Right now, I am feeling as if I want to wash it with water and soap right away. But since that is not possible right now, if you held this hand for a second, I think I would feel normal again," Tomoyo said.
Yue turned his head towards her at the strange request. "Really, Daidouji-san, I have no such purifying powers," he replied.
"I am not talking about that," Tomoyo said in a low voice, looking down at the road. "It is because your touch is different from what I felt due to that rogue," she added. Yue had a vague idea about what she was trying to say, but he did not know how to put that into words.
"Daidouji-san, how can you be so sure that I am not like those men?" Yue asked after thinking for a moment.
"Because I know it," Tomoyo suddenly seemed to have lost the enthusiasm for talking.
"Is it because you know my other form well enough?" Yue asked.
"No, it has nothing to do with your other form. Tsukishiro-san could have been an angel and it was still possible that you were a fiend. But you are not. I can see that whenever I look into your eyes. Yue-san, I know people when I see them. Don't ask me how, because I don't know myself," Tomoyo said. "But I understand if you find what I said to be weird," she added. They had reached the crossing where their ways would diverge. The way to the station was to their left, while one had to take the right to reach Yue and Yukito's home. "I shall take my leave here, oyasumi, Yue-san," Tomoyo bowed.
A small, almost imperceptible smile appeared at the corners of Yue's lips. He extended his arm and took Tomoyo's right hand into his own as she had requested. "I am taking you to the station, Daidouji-san. It is quite late," he told her.
Sorry if some parts were a bit depressing. Your reviews are always welcomed.