Korisu's delicate frame glided through the school gates along with dozens of other girls just getting out of school. The warm late spring brushed at her cheeks, painting them a rosy hue that complemented her striking red eyes. As she stepped onto the sidewalk, her gaze swept across the bustling street as she thought about the rest of the day.
She could try and see if Utena and Kiwi wanted to do something, or even just hang out together at the hideout. They did have two new members to their group that were staying there and despite their less than stellar history, they were new and interesting.
Just as she was about to head off something caught her attention. Her eyes widened and her mouth formed a perfect 'O' of surprise. There, leaning against a sleek silver car, was Alba - her mother. Korisu's heart leapt in her chest, a surge of joy coursing through her veins. Her mother's presence was as unexpected as it was welcome, a rare treasure in her often-, if less than before, lonely world.
Alba's face lit up with a radiant smile as she spotted her daughter. She waved enthusiastically, her short blonde bob catching the afternoon light. "Korisu!" she called out, her voice carrying maternal warmpth.
In response, Korisu's entire body seemed to vibrate with excitement. She bounced on her toes, her sailor-style dress swaying with the movement. Her hands flew up, fingers splayed wide in an exuberant gesture. Without a moment's hesitation, she dashed towards her mother, her feet barely touching the ground.
As she reached Alba, Korisu threw her arms around her mother, burying her face in the soft fabric of Alba's pantsuit. She inhaled deeply, savoring the familiar scent of her mother's perfume.
Alba's arms encircled Korisu, pulling her close. She pressed a kiss to the top of her daughter's golden head, her red eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "I missed you too, sweetheart," she murmured as she gently stroked her daughters back.
Korisu pulled back slightly, her expressive face a canvas of emotions. Her eyebrows arched high, questioning, while her head tilted to one side.
Alba chuckled, understanding her daughter's silent query perfectly. "I took the afternoon off," she explained, her fingers gently smoothing Korisu's hair. "I thought we could spend some time together, I know I've been away a lot."
At this, Korisu's eyes lit up like twin stars. She nodded vigorously, her whole body now truely vibrating with excitement. Her hands came together in a series of quick, enthusiastic claps, punctuating her silent approval.
As Alba opened the car door for her daughter, Korisu paused. She looked up at her mother, her red eyes suddenly serious. Her small hand reached out, grasping Alba's larger one tightly. She brought their joined hands to her cheek, nuzzling against them softly. The gesture was unmistakable.
She squeezed Korisu's hand gently, her eyes glistening. "I love you too, sweetheart," she whispered.
With a soft smile, Alba ushered Korisu into the car, the plush leather seats enveloping her in comfort. As Alba slid into the driver's seat, the faint scent of her perfume mingled with the new car smell, creating a unique fragrance that Korisu associated with these rare, precious moments together.
The engine purred to life, and as they pulled away from the curb, Alba glanced at Korisu in the rearview mirror. Her daughter's face was a picture of contentment, her red eyes wide with anticipation as she watched the familiar streets of Sendai blur past the window.
"Korisu," Alba began, her voice gentle but tinged with regret, "I want to apologize for working so much lately. I know it's been hard on you, and I've missed out on so many important moments." She paused at a red light, turning to face her daughter fully. "But today, it's just you and me. I've cleared my entire schedule, and we have the whole afternoon to spend together."
Korisu's eyebrows shot up in surprise. Her hands fluttered excitedly, gesturing between herself and her mother.
Alba nodded, her smile as bright as the spring sunshine filtering through the car windows. "Absolutely," she affirmed. "And I've got a fun afternoon planned for us, starting with a trip to a new ice cream parlor I think you will like."
At the mention of ice cream, Korisu thought about it. Ice cream wasn't her favorite thing, but if that meant spending time with her mother then she could make the exception.
As they drove through the bustling streets of Sendai, the city seemed to sparkle with new life. The air was filled with the sweet scent of spring, a promise of new beginnings and cherished memories to be made.
Alba navigated the car towards the heart of the city, where the new ice cream parlor had recently opened. The quaint shop, with its pastel-colored awning and ice cream cone sign, stood out among the more modern buildings surrounding it.
As they approached, Korisu pressed her face against the window, her breath fogging the glass. Her eyes were wide with wonder, taking in every detail of the charming storefront. She turned to her mother and pointed inside.
Alba nodded, her eyes crinkling with amusement at her daughter's enthusiasm. "Yes, that's the place. I've heard they have some really unique flavors."
As they stepped out of the car, the warm spring air enveloped them, carrying the sweet scent of freshly baked waffle cones. Korisu's nostrils flared as she inhaled deeply, her eyes closing in bliss. It was a pleasing scent even if the sweets themselves were not to her interest. When she opened them again, they were sparkling with anticipation.
Hand in hand, mother and daughter approached the ice cream parlor. The bell above the door chimed merrily as they entered, and Korisu's eyes widened at the sight before her. The interior was a whimsical wonderland of pastel hues and vintage charm. Gleaming chrome and polished marble countertops contrasted beautifully with the soft pink walls adorned with retro ice cream advertisements.
Behind the counter, an array of colorful ice cream flavors beckoned, each one more tantalizing than the last. Korisu's gaze darted from one to another, her indecision evident in the slight furrow of her brow.
Alba squeezed her daughter's hand gently. "Take your time, sweetheart. You can try as many flavors as you like."
Korisu's face lit up at this, and she tugged her mother towards the counter with newfound determination. The young woman behind the counter greeted them with a warm smile. "Welcome! What can I get for you today?"
Alba glanced down at Korisu, who was studying the flavors intently. "We'd like to try a few flavors, please. Korisu, which ones catch your eye?"
Korisu's eyes danced over the vibrant array of ice cream flavors. She pointed eagerly at a soft lavender scoop, then to a swirled pink and green concoction.
The server smiled warmly. "Excellent choices! The purple one is our honey lavender, and the swirl is strawberry matcha. Would you like to try those first?"
Alba nodded, gently squeezing Korisu's shoulder. "Yes, please. We'd love to sample those."
As the server prepared tiny tasting spoons, Korisu's gaze continued to roam. Her eyes widened as they landed on an unusual flavor - a deep midnight blue studded with twinkling silver sprinkles. She tugged on her mother's sleeve, gesturing emphatically.
"Oh, that one caught your eye too?" Alba chuckled. "We'll try that as well, please," she told the server.
"Of course! That's our 'Midnight Magic' - blueberry ice cream with a hint of vanilla and edible silver stars. It's quite popular."
The server handed over the first two samples. Korisu's face lit up as she tasted the honey lavender, her eyes closing in bliss, not too sweet. When she tried the strawberry matcha, her eyebrows rose in pleasant surprise at the unique combination.
But it was the Midnight Magic that truly captivated her. As soon as the spoon touched her lips, Korisu's eyes flew open wide. She bounced on her toes, pointing at the flavor with unbridled enthusiasm.
Alba laughed, delighted by her daughter's joy. "I think we have a winner. We'll take two scoops of the Midnight Magic in a waffle cone, please."
As they waited for their order, Korisu's gaze wandered around the charming parlor. Her eyes landed on a vintage jukebox in the corner, its chrome gleaming invitingly. She tugged on her mother's hand, pointing towards it with a questioning tilt of her head.
"You want to pick a song?" Alba asked, receiving an eager nod in response. She fished a coin from her purse. "Here you go, sweetheart. Choose something fun."
Korisu skipped over to the jukebox, her golden hair bouncing with each step. She studied the song selections intently, her finger hovering over the buttons as she made her choice. A moment later, the opening notes of a cheerful pop song filled the air.
As she returned to her mother's side, their ice cream was ready. Alba handed Korisu her cone, watching fondly as her daughter's eyes lit up at the sight of the twinkling "stars" in her ice cream.
They found a cozy booth by the window, settling in to enjoy their treats. Sunlight streamed through the glass, casting a warm glow over them. Korisu took a big lick of her ice cream, leaving a smudge of midnight blue on the tip of her nose.
"Here, let me get that for you," Alba chuckled, reaching out to gently wipe it away with a napkin. The tender gesture made Korisu's eyes crinkle with happiness.
Alba leaned back in the booth, savoring her own scoop of Midnight Magic as she watched Korisu eat her ice cream. She wished every day could be like this. Just being able to spend time with her daughter and enjoy the quiet moments.
As Korisu worked her way through her cone, Alba noticed something different about her daughter. There was a new lightness to her movements, a spark of happiness that seemed to radiate from within. It wasn't just the ice cream - this joy seemed deeper.
"You know, sweetheart," Alba began, her voice soft and warm, "you've seemed happier lately. Did something good happen?"
Korisu's eyes lit up at the question. She nodded vigorously, her free hand already reaching for her phone. With deft fingers, she navigated through her gallery and held up the screen for her mother to see.
The image that greeted Alba was a selfie, clearly taken by a girl with ash-blonde hair done up in a pair of large buns, mischievous wine-red and grinning like a fool. One of her arms extended out of frame while the other was holding up a peace sign. In the center was Korisu, her blonde hair slightly tousled and her red eyes crinkled with laughter. To her left was a girl with shoulder length violet hair, sleepy downturned gold eyes and had her arm thrown casually over Korisu's shoulders.
The photo radiated warmth and camaraderie. The three girls were pressed close together, their faces flushed with happiness, caught in a moment of joy. The background was blurred, but Alba could make out the familiar surroundings of the city park.
"Oh, Korisu," Alba breathed, her heart swelling with a mixture of happiness and a touch of bittersweet longing.
Korisu nodded enthusiastically, her eyes shining. She hugged the phone to her chest and smiled. The message was clear: these girls meant the world to her.
Alba reached across the table, gently squeezing Korisu's hand. "I'm so glad you've finally made some friends," she said, her voice thick with emotion. "These two seem like wonderful girls."
Korisu's eyes sparkled as she nodded vigorously, her golden hair bouncing with the movement. She set her phone down and began gesturing animatedly, her hands flying through the air as she silently recounted adventures with her new friends.
Alba watched, captivated by her daughter's wordless storytelling. Korisu's expressive face and nimble fingers painted vivid pictures for her to fill in the blanks. With each gesture, Alba felt a pang of bittersweet joy. She was thrilled to see Korisu so happy, yet a part of her ached at having missed these precious moments.
As Korisu's gestures slowed, Alba leaned forward, her eyes soft with love and a hint of regret. "I'm so happy for you, sweetheart," she said, her voice gentle. "These girls clearly mean a lot to you."
Korisu nodded, her smile radiant. She pointed to herself, then to the photo, and finally to her heart.
Alba's eyes misted over. "They're important to you. I understand." She paused, taking a deep breath to prepare herself. "Korisu, I... I want you to know how sorry I am for not being around more. I've missed so much, and I-"
Korisu's eyes widened with understanding. In a heartbeat, she was out of her seat, ice cream forgotten on the table. Without hesitation, Korisu rounded the table and threw her arms around her mother, burying her face in Alba's shoulder.
Korisu's embrace was fierce and protective, her small frame trembling slightly with the intensity of her emotions.
Alba's breath caught in her throat, her arms instinctively wrapping around her daughter. The warmth of Korisu's body against hers felt like coming home after a long journey.
Korisu pulled back slightly, her red eyes shimmering with unshed tears. She placed a hand over her heart, then over her mother's, her gaze never wavering. The gesture was clear.
"Oh, Korisu," Alba whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "My sweet, wonderful girl. I love you so much."
Korisu nodded, her smile as bright as the sun. She hugged her mother tighter and savored this fleeting moment. Today was for them and she was going to spend as much time with her mother as she could.
Reluctantly, they pulled apart, both wiping away tears with trembling fingers. Alba cupped Korisu's face gently, her thumb brushing away a stray droplet. "Let's finish our ice cream before it melts completely, shall we?"
Korisu nodded, her eyes still glistening but now alight with renewed joy. She slid back into her seat, picking up her neglected cone. The Midnight Magic ice cream had begun to melt, creating rivulets of deep blue that resembled a night sky. Korisu attacked it with gusto, she knew it would make her mother happy so was determined not to waste a single drop.
As they finished their treats, Alba watched her daughter with a fond smile. A smudge of blue ice cream decorated the corner of her mouth, and Alba reached out with a napkin to gently wipe it away.
As they stood to leave, Korisu paused, her gaze drawn to a wall of photographs near the exit. Each picture showed smiling faces of patrons enjoying their ice cream, a colorful mosaic of happy memories. She tugged gently on her mother's sleeve, pointing at the wall with a questioning tilt of her head.
Alba understood immediately. "You want to add our picture to the wall?" At Korisu's eager nod, she smiled. "Of course, sweetheart."
They approached the counter, where the friendly server was more than happy to take their photo. Korisu bounced on her toes with excitement as she positioned herself next to her mother, their arms wrapped around each other's waists.
"Smile!" the server said cheerfully, holding up a polaroid camera.
As the flash went off, Korisu's face was split by a radiant grin, her red eyes shining with pure happiness. Alba's expression mirrored her daughter's, her own smile soft and full of love.
They watched as the photo developed, the image slowly appearing like magic. In it, mother and daughter stood close, their blonde hair catching the light, their faces aglow with joy. It was a perfect snapshot of their afternoon together.
With reverence, Korisu pinned the photo to the wall, adding their moment of happiness to the collage of memories. She stepped back, admiring how their picture fit seamlessly among the others, a testament to the simple joy of sharing ice cream with someone you love.
Stepping outside, they walked hand in hand back to the car, Korisu's steps light and bouncy. As the mother daughter pair got inside and ready to depart once more, Alba looked over at her daughter. "I hope you are ready for more. I have something special planned."
Korisu clapped her hands and buckled up, today was a very good day.
As they drove away from the ice cream parlor, the city scenery gradually gave way to lush greenery. Korisu's eyes widened as she watched the outside world pass by as they drove the winding road that led to Mizunomori Park, a sprawling oasis near the heart of Sendai. The car slowed to a stop in a small parking area, hidden beneath a canopy of old trees.
Alba turned to Korisu with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Ready for our next adventure, sweetheart?"
Korisu nodded enthusiastically, her golden hair bouncing with the movement. As they stepped out of the car, the air was thick with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the earthy aroma of sun-warmed soil. A gentle breeze carried the faint sound of rustling leaves and distant laughter.
Hand in hand, mother and daughter followed a winding path through the park. The late afternoon sun filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground. Korisu's red eyes darted from side to side, taking in the vibrant colors of the flower beds and the sight of a nearby campground.
As they rounded a bend, a small wooden pier came into view, jutting out over a large, mirror-like pond. Korisu's breath caught in her throat at the sight of a quaint rowboat gently bobbing in the water, tethered to the pier's edge. Its white paint gleamed in the sunlight, a red stripe running along its side like a ribbon.
Alba squeezed her daughter's hand gently. "Surprise," she said softly, her voice warm with affection.
Korisu's face lit up with delight. She bounced on her toes, pointing excitedly at the boat and then back at herself and her mother. Her eyebrows raised in a silent question, to which Alba nodded with a smile.
"Yes, sweetheart. We're going for a little boat ride."
As they approached the pier, the wooden planks creaked softly under their feet. The air was cooler here, carrying the fresh scent of water and water lilies. Dragonflies skimmed across the pond's surface, their iridescent wings catching the light.
Alba carefully helped Korisu into the boat, steadying her as she found her balance on the gently rocking vessel. Once Korisu was seated, Alba reached into the car and retrieved a large wicker picnic basket and an ornate parasol.
"Here you go, sweetheart," Alba said, passing the items to Korisu. "Can you hold onto these for me?"
Korisu nodded, her small hands grasping the handle of the picnic basket and the smooth wood of the parasol. The basket was heavier than she expected, and she could hear the soft clink of something inside. Her curiosity piqued, but she resisted the urge to peek inside.
Alba stepped into the boat with practiced ease, her movements graceful despite the gentle rocking. She settled onto the wooden seat across from Korisu, her hands grasping the oars. With a few skilled strokes, she guided the boat away from the pier and out onto the tranquil waters of the pond.
Korisu's eyes were wide with wonder as she took in their surroundings. The late afternoon sun painted the water in bright blue, creating an idyllic atmosphere for their afternoon adventure. Water lilies dotted the surface, their delicate pink and white petals a stark contrast to the dark water.
As they glided across the pond, Korisu's gaze darted from one marvel to another. A family of ducks paddled by, the mother leading a line of fluffy ducklings. Dragonflies danced above the water's surface, their wings shimmering like gossamer in the fading light. In the distance, a great blue heron stood motionless at the water's edge, its reflection a perfect mirror image.
Alba watched her daughter's face, drinking in every expression of joy and wonder. She guided the boat towards the center of the pond, where the water was deepest and clearest. Here, she let the oars rest, allowing the boat to drift gently.
"Korisu," Alba said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Look into the water."
Korisu leaned over the side of the boat, her golden hair cascading around her face like a curtain. As she peered into the depths, her eyes widened in amazement at the koi fish swimming around underneath them.
Alba smiled at her daughter's fascination. "I thought you might like this," she said. "Now, shall we have our picnic?"
Korisu nodded eagerly, tearing her gaze away from the mesmerizing fish. She handed the picnic basket to her mother, who began to unpack its contents.
Alba's hands delved into the depths of the wicker basket, rustling past the carefully wrapped sandwiches and fruit. Her fingers brushed against something unlike the rest – smooth, cool plastic with sharp edges. A knowing smile played on her lips as she slowly withdrew the object, keeping it hidden from Korisu's view.
"Korisu," Alba said softly, her voice tinged with excitement. "I have a little surprise for you."
Korisu's head snapped up, her red eyes wide with curiosity. She leaned forward curiously.
With a flourish, Alba revealed the gift – a sleek, miniature RC boat nestled in her palms. Its hull was a vibrant blue, adorned with silver racing stripes that glinted in the afternoon sunlight. The tiny cockpit was crafted with intricate detail, complete with a minuscule steering wheel and captain's chair.
Korisu's mouth fell open in a silent gasp, her eyes growing wide. She reached out with trembling fingers, barely daring to touch the beautiful toy. As her fingertips grazed the smooth surface, a look of pure wonder bloomed on her face.
Alba gently placed the RC boat in Korisu's hands, watching as her daughter cradled it like a precious treasure. "I thought you might like something special to play with while we're out here on the water," she explained, her voice soft with affection.
Korisu nodded vigorously, her golden hair bouncing with the movement. She examined the boat from every angle, marveling at its tiny propellers and the miniature antenna protruding from the back.
"Would you like to try it out?" Alba asked, producing a small remote control from the basket.
Korisu's eyes lit up like stars, and she nodded so enthusiastically that the boat nearly tumbled from her grasp. Alba chuckled, steadying her daughter's hands.
"Careful, sweetheart. Let's get it in the water first."
Together, they leaned over the side of the rowboat. Alba guided Korisu's hands as they gently lowered the RC boat into the pond. It bobbed on the surface, sending out tiny ripples that distorted the blue and white reflections of the sky.
Alba handed Korisu the remote control, showing her how to operate the joysticks and buttons. With a tentative push of her thumb, Korisu sent the little boat skimming across the water's surface. It cut through the pond like a knife through butter, leaving a trail of foam in its wake.
Korisu's face was a picture of pure joy as she guided the boat in wide circles around their rowboat. The whir of its tiny motor mingled with the gentle lapping of water against wood, creating a symphony of childhood wonder.
As the RC boat zipped past a cluster of water lilies, a startled frog leapt from its perch, creating a splash that sent droplets of water arcing through the air. Korisu's eyes widened in delight, her silent laughter evident in the way her shoulders shook and her eyes crinkled at the corners.
Alba watched her daughter with a soft smile, her heart swelling with love and a bittersweet ache. These moments were precious, all the more so for their rarity. She silently vowed to make more time for days like this, to be present for the small joys that made Korisu's eyes light up like this. She really wanted to meet these new friends of her daughters too, and thank them for being so nice to Korisu.
As the sun began to dip lower towards the evening, Alba gently touched Korisu's arm. "Sweetheart, why don't we have our picnic now?"
Korisu nodded eagerly, reluctantly setting aside the remote control. She helped her mother spread out a checkered blanket over their laps, creating a makeshift picnic area in the gently rocking boat.
Alba unpacked the wicker basket, revealing an array of delectable treats. There were delicate finger sandwiches filled with cucumber and cream cheese, plump strawberries that glistened like rubies, and a thermos of chilled lemonade.
As they began to eat, Korisu's eyes kept darting to the RC boat, which now floated serenely beside them. Alba noticed her daughter's divided attention and chuckled softly.
"Don't worry, sweetheart. The boat isn't going anywhere. We can play with it more after we eat."
Korisu nodded, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. She took a bite of her sandwich, her eyes widening at the burst of flavors. She pointed at the sandwich, then gave her mother an enthusiastic thumbs up.
Alba laughed, the sound ringing out across the water. "I'm glad you like it. I remember how much you loved these when you were little."
Korisu's eyes sparkled with delight as she savored another bite of the cucumber sandwich. The crisp vegetable and creamy cheese brought back fond memories of picnics from her childhood.
Alba watched her daughter with a mixture of love and wistfulness. She took a breath and tried to relax. "You know, Korisu," she began softly, "I've been thinking a lot about how I can be more present in your life." She paused, her eyes misting slightly. "I know you've missed me so much over the years, and I want to change that."
Korisu's hand froze midway to her mouth, a strawberry suspended in the air as she focused intently on her mother's words.
Alba took a deep breath, her eyes shimmering with emotion as she gazed at her daughter. The gentle lapping of water against the boat's hull provided a soothing backdrop to her words.
"I've realized that I've been so focused on providing for you, on making sure you have everything you need, that I've missed out on the most important thing - being there for you." Alba's voice was soft, yet it carried clearly across the small space between them.
Korisu lowered the strawberry, her red eyes wide and attentive. She wasn't dumb, she was old enough to understand that her mother was trying her best to care for her, but it still hurt to not have her around.
"I want to change that, sweetheart. I want to be there for your small victories and your big moments. I want to hear about your day, and not just when I can squeeze in a phone call between meetings." Alba reached out, gently taking Korisu's free hand in hers.
"I'm going to start cutting back on my work hours," Alba continued, her voice growing stronger with determination. "It might take a little time to arrange everything - I'll need to speak with my boss and reorganize some of my responsibilities - but I promise you, Korisu, I'm going to make it happen."
Korisu's eyes widened further, a spark of hope igniting in their depths at the thought of her only real family being around more. Utena and Kiwi were precious to her now but the idea of her mother being around more, that was something else.
"I can't promise that everything will change overnight," Alba continued, her voice tinged with a mix of determination and regret. "There might still be late nights and early mornings sometimes. But I promise you, Korisu, that I will do everything in my power to be there for you more."
Korisu's eyes glistened with unshed tears as she listened to her mother's words. Her small hand trembled slightly in Alba's grasp, overwhelmed by the emotions swirling within her.
With a sudden burst of movement, Korisu launched herself across the small space between them, nearly toppling the boat in her haste. She threw her arms around her mother's neck, burying her face in Alba's shoulder. Her body shook with silent sobs, tears soaking into the soft fabric of her mother's blouse.
Alba wrapped her arms tightly around her daughter, one hand cradling the back of Korisu's head while the other rubbed soothing circles on her back. "Oh, sweetheart," she murmured, her own voice thick with emotion. "I love you so much. I'm so sorry for not being there enough."
Korisu pulled back slightly, her tear-stained face a canvas of conflicting emotions. Her red eyes were wide and vulnerable as she gazed up at her mother.
"Oh Korisu, here let me." Alba took a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped at her daughter's eyes. She sniffled, trying desperately to hold back her own tears. Seeing how her daughter reacted to just hearing she was going to try and be around more hurt like a dagger in the heart. She knew her daughter missed her, but to see her like this. She had truly been starved.
"Oh, sweetheart," Alba breathed, her voice thick with emotion. "I understand. You've been so lonely, haven't you? I'm so, so sorry."
Korisu nodded, her lower lip trembling slightly. She pointed to herself, then to Alba, and finally made a gesture that encompassed the entire boat and the peaceful scene around them.
Alba smiled softly, understanding her daughter's meaning. "Yes, this is what you want. More time together, more moments like this. I want that too, Korisu. I promise you, we're going to have more days like this."
Korisu's eyes lit up with hope, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. She held up her pinky finger, extending it towards her mother in a silent request for a promise.
Alba didn't hesitate. She linked her pinky with Korisu's, sealing the promise with a gentle squeeze. "I swear it, Korisu. Things are going to change. We're going to be a real family again."
Alba glanced at her watch, noting the late hour with a mix of regret and determination. "We should head back soon, sweetheart. But before we do, why don't you take the boat out for one last spin?"
Korisu nodded eagerly, her eyes bright with excitement despite the tears that still clung to her lashes. She picked up the remote control, her small fingers moving deftly over the buttons and joysticks.
The RC boat whirred to life, cutting through the calm water with renewed vigor. Korisu guided it in wide, sweeping arcs, creating ripples that spread out across the pond's surface.
As Korisu guided the RC boat in playful circles around their rowboat, the peaceful afternoon was suddenly disrupted by an unexpected visitor. From the far shore, a majestic swan glided into view, its pristine white feathers gleaming in the golden light of the setting sun. Its long, graceful neck arched proudly as it moved across the water with effortless elegance.
At first, the swan's presence only added to the idyllic scene. Korisu's eyes widened in wonder at the sight of the beautiful creature, her hands stilling on the remote control as she watched it approach. Alba smiled, appreciating the moment of quiet awe shared between mother and daughter.
However, the tranquil atmosphere quickly shifted as the swan drew nearer to their boat. Its beady black eyes fixed upon the buzzing RC boat, which was still zipping across the water's surface. The swan's demeanor changed instantly, its serene grace giving way to a bristling indignation.
With a loud, harsh hiss that shattered the evening calm, the swan spread its impressive wings wide.
Korisu flinched at the sudden noise, nearly dropping the remote control in surprise.
"Oh my," Alba murmured, her voice tinged with concern. "I think we've upset our new friend."
The swan's hissing intensified, its wings now beating against the water's surface with powerful strokes.
Korisu's eyes narrowed with determination as she gripped the remote control. The tiny RC boat, once a plaything, now transformed in her mind into a mighty battleship. Its blue hull gleamed like polished armor, the silver racing stripes flashing like war paint. As the enraged swan bore down upon them, Korisu's fingers flew across the controls with newfound purpose.
The RC boat cut through the water with razor-sharp precision, weaving between the swan's powerful wing beats as if dodging enemy fire. Each splash from the swan's assault sent up a spray of water droplets that glittered like shrapnel in the fading sunlight. Korisu's face was a mask of concentration, her red eyes tracking every movement of her aquatic adversary.
With a deft flick of her thumb, Korisu sent the RC boat on a daring run directly towards the swan. At the last possible moment, she jerked the controls, causing the boat to swerve sharply. Its wake created a wave that splashed against the swan's breast, momentarily confusing the angry bird.
Alba watched in amazement as her daughter orchestrated this aquatic ballet. Korisu's usual silence was filled with an intense focus, her body leaning forward as if she were physically steering the tiny vessel herself.
The swan, momentarily taken aback by the RC boat's bold maneuver, redoubled its efforts. It lunged forward, its long neck snaking out like a striking serpent. But Korisu was ready. She guided the boat in a tight circle around the swan, the tiny propellers churning up a ring of frothy water that further disoriented the bird.
As the swan flapped its wings in frustration, sending up great plumes of water, Korisu saw her opportunity. She directed the RC boat on a zigzag course away from the swan, leading it further from their rowboat. The swan gave chase, its powerful strokes carrying it swiftly across the pond's surface.
Korisu's fingers danced across the remote control, guiding the RC boat through a series of complex maneuvers. It darted left and right, always just out of the swan's reach, like a matador taunting a bull. The boat's wake left a crisscrossing pattern on the water's surface, a testament to Korisu's skillful piloting.
Alba found herself holding her breath, completely captivated by her daughter's unexpected display of strategy and courage. She had always known Korisu was clever, but this was something else entirely. There was a fire in Korisu's eyes, a determination that Alba had rarely seen before.
As the battle reached its climax, Korisu's fingers flew across the remote control with lightning speed. The RC boat, now more warship than toy, executed a series of daring maneuvers that left the swan bewildered and increasingly frustrated. With each near-miss, the bird's hisses grew more indignant, its wings beating the water with renewed fury.
Korisu's eyes narrowed, a glint of mischief dancing in their crimson depths. She guided the boat in a wide arc, building up speed as it circled back towards the agitated swan. The tiny vessel skimmed across the water's surface, leaving a trail of foamy wake in its path. As it approached the swan, Korisu's thumb pressed down hard on the throttle.
The RC boat surged forward, its miniature engine whirring with newfound intensity. It zipped past the swan's elongated neck, so close that the bird's feathers ruffled in its wake. But Korisu wasn't done yet. With a deft flick of her wrist, she sent the boat into a tight spin, its propellers churning up a spray of water that splashed directly into the swan's face.
The effect was instantaneous and comical. The once-majestic bird let out a startled squawk, its eyes wide with shock as it backpedaled furiously. Its wings flapped in an ungainly manner, more reminiscent of a clumsy duckling than the graceful creature it had been moments before. Water dripped from its beak and crest, giving it a thoroughly bedraggled appearance.
For a moment, the swan seemed to consider renewing its attack. It puffed up its chest, stretching its neck to its full height in a last attempt at intimidation. But as the RC boat circled back, its engine purring with the promise of another dousing, the swan's resolve crumbled.
With as much dignity as it could muster, the swan turned tail and retreated. Its powerful strokes now carried it away from the battlefield, each push of its webbed feet seeming to say, "I meant to do that all along." As it glided back towards the far shore, its head swiveled back occasionally, as if to ensure it wasn't being pursued by the tiny blue terror.
The pond, which had been a chaotic maelstrom of splashing and hissing just moments before, gradually settled back into its evening tranquility. The golden light of the setting sun danced across the ripples left in the wake of the retreating swan, transforming the water's surface into a canvas of shimmering hues that marked both victory and defeat.
Korisu's hands stilled on the remote control, her chest heaving slightly from the excitement. For a moment, she simply stared at the spot where the swan had disappeared, as if hardly daring to believe what had just transpired. Then, slowly, a smile began to spread across her face. It started as a small quirk of her lips, growing until it lit up her entire countenance like the first rays of dawn breaking over the horizon. She raised her arms to the sky in total victory!
Her red eyes, still wide with the lingering thrill of the encounter, sparkled with a mixture of pride and disbelief. She turned to her mother, her smile now so broad it seemed to stretch from ear to ear. Her golden hair, slightly tousled from the excitement, caught the last rays of the setting sun, creating a halo effect around her beaming face.
Alba watched as her daughter's expression transformed, marveling at the joy and confidence radiating from Korisu. The silent girl's body language spoke volumes - her shoulders were squared, her chin lifted high, and her chest puffed out ever so slightly. It was as if the victory over the swan had unlocked a hidden reservoir of self-assurance within her.
"Oh, Korisu!" Alba exclaimed, her voice filled with pride and amazement. She clapped her hands together, the sound ringing out across the now-peaceful pond. "My brave little sailor! You scared that mean swan off like a true hero!"
Alba's arm swept around Korisu's shoulders, pulling her daughter close. With her free hand, she ruffled Korisu's golden locks affectionately, causing the girl to scrunch up her nose in playful protest.
"I've never seen anything like it," Alba continued, her voice warm with admiration. "The way you maneuvered that little boat - why, you're a regular Admiral! You outfoxed that swan at every turn. I think even the fish were cheering for you!"
Korisu's cheeks flushed pink at her mother's praise, but her smile never wavered. She pointed at the RC boat, still bobbing gently on the water's surface, then made a series of gestures with her hands. Her fingers traced the path the boat had taken, mimicking its daring maneuvers and swift turns.
Alba nodded enthusiastically, following her daughter's silent retelling of the aquatic battle. "Yes, I saw! The way you spun the boat at the last second, creating that splash - it was brilliant, Korisu. You turned a toy into a weapon of mass distraction!"
Korisu's eyes sparkled with pride as she basked in her mother's praise. She mimed steering the boat again, her hands moving in exaggerated motions to show how she had outmaneuvered the swan. Then she pointed at herself and puffed out her chest, striking a heroic pose.
Alba laughed, the sound warm and rich. "Yes, you were very brave, my little admiral. I'm so proud of you." She gave Korisu's shoulder a gentle squeeze. "You know, I think this calls for a celebration. What do you say we head back to shore and get some curry on the way home? I know it's your favorite."
Korisu's eyes widened with excitement. She nodded vigorously, clapping her hands together in silent enthusiasm.
As Alba began to row them back to the pier, Korisu carefully guided the RC boat alongside them. The tiny vessel cut through the water with purpose, as if still riding the high of its victory over the swan.
Alba watched her daughter as they glided across the water. Korisu's face was alight with joy, her red eyes dancing as she alternated between steering the RC boat and gazing at the beautiful scenery around them. There was a new confidence in her posture, a subtle shift that spoke volumes about the impact of their afternoon together.
As they neared the pier, Alba felt a bittersweet pang in her chest. Their magical day was coming to an end, but she was filled with renewed determination to make more time for moments like these. She knew now, more than ever, how much Korisu needed her presence, her attention, her love.
"Korisu," Alba said softly as she maneuvered the boat alongside the pier. "I want you to know how much I've enjoyed today. Spending time with you, watching you play... it's the most precious thing in the world to me."
Korisu looked up at her mother, her eyes shimmering. She reached out and took her mother's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
Alba nodded, understanding her daughter's silent request. "Yes, sweetheart. We'll do this again soon. I promise."
That promise brought a smile.