Michiru blinked. Where was he? Why weren't the walls white? He smiled. Right, he was back home.
He snuggled his pillow. It was scratchy, but it was still a piece of home.
He soon found himself dozing off again.
"Michiru, Michiru!" a voice called out.
When he opened his eyes, he wasn't in his room anymore.
A little girl in a bright blue dress stood in front of him. There was a... noble... air about her.
She reminded Michiru of someone, but he couldn't remember who.
"I've wanted to meet you properly for a long time."
"You know me?"
"Of course I do. You're the son of my precious Ren."
How in Sotalia's name did this little girl know Mom? Did she meet her on her KK journey? Wait, no... unless she was a GK. His mom rarely mentioned her GK. Although, he did know it was a guy, not a little girl.
"Who are you?" he finally asked.