"Okay Usagi-chan your turn."

Usagi gulped and reached out for the bottle. As her hand touched the cold glass, her eyes met Mamoru's. His expression mirrored the one she knew was plastered all over her face. She swallowed again and spun.

It spun and spun, round and round, until suddenly, it stopped.

Everyone groaned, except for Motoki, who punched the air and cheered.

The bottle was pointing directly to Mamoru.

Usagi closed her eyes and begged the Kamis for forgiveness, asking them why they hated her so.
Mamoru sighed in irritation.

"Let's just get this over with."

Usagi's breath caught in her throat as Mamoru leaned in closer…. Closer….

"Ah!"

Usagi sat up and put a shaking hand to her fluttering heart, breathing wildly. Running the other hand through her sweat drenched hair, she sighed and closed her eyes again.

"It was all just a dream. What a relief…"

So why did she feel so disappointed?