The horizon.
The morning sun rose higher and higher.
Brightness spilled through the gaps in the balcony's wooden railings, falling on Lanci's face, causing his eyelashes to tremble lightly.
"Time to wake up."
A gentle voice sounded.
"Great Love Poet... you go to school on your own, I'll sleep a bit more before going..."
Lanci blocked his eyes with the back of his hand, somewhat reluctant to get up.
"Have you lost your mind in sleep?"
The question came without a hint of inquiry in its tone.
"Eh!"
Lanci suddenly sat up in shock, finding the grey-haired beauty sitting on the chair beside his bed.
Her figure was backlit by the morning sun, which cast a faint glow over her long hair.
In a way, she seemed to have moved the chair to shield Lanci's face from much of the sunlight, so he wouldn't wake up too early from the dazzling sunrise.
"Thank you, Tata."
Lanci threw off the blanket, sat on the edge of the bed, and rubbed his eyes, his consciousness gradually becoming clear.