Aftermath
In a park, four-year-old children are playing with each other.
A boy was looking at them enviously as he was sitting on a swing bench all alone.
Suddenly, someone tapped his shoulder from behind. The boy turned his head and saw a woman.
She was tall, slender, wearing a long coat on top of some sort of military uniform. He couldn't exactly see her face though. All he could see is her beautiful golden eyes.
Looking at her, the boy's eyes lit up in excitement, "Pretty sister, you are here."
"I promised, didn't I?" She let out a smile and pushed the bench.
He continued to swing high with a huge laugh on his face.
***
"Haaah!" Azzy opened his eyes and sat on the bed abruptly. He looked around.
It was a familiar infirmary of the academy, except that the situation was different.
Last time, he was a visitor. This time he appeared to be a patient. He first checked himself. "Phew, it looked like I was healed."