"…It's already 7 a.m., are you okay?"
"What? Really? So trying to sleep now... Yeah, that's probably impossible. …This really sucks."
"I'm sorry I couldn't help..."
"It's fine. It's all that bird's fault anyway."
It really is.
Everything is that bird's fault.
If it weren't for that damn bird, I could've had a peaceful day today…
It's really making things troublesome.
This world, too, is like that.
It decides my actions on its own.
And then it throws ridiculously difficult tasks at me.
Who in their right mind would willingly put up with such a hassle? It's insane.
It might be too late to say this, but I'm not some kind of savior.
I'm just a high school student.
Why does it have to be me?
"...Anyway, Undine, thank you so much for today. You really saved me! I don't know what would have happened without you…"
I'd probably be dead by now, killed by the Phoenix.