Note from the Future

Dinner ended on a positive note, though I was still wondering if sipping viscous porridge counts as dinner or a snack. Anyway, right after we finished eating, the girls took me out for a walk.

I was expecting them to carry me like when they brought me out, but Ember took out what looked like a wheelchair out of nowhere. Using that, the girls had an easier time pushing me around and taking me to places.

"Right, Goddess Blanc passed this note to us. You wrote it yourself before passing out, right after destroying Noir, she said."

Fatima, the one who won the right to push the wheelchair far and square, pulled out a folded piece of paper out of her pocket.

"I did?"

It feels weird being passed a note I wrote but had no recollection of. After taking the piece of paper from her, I opened it up and inspected its contents. It was a proper letter from someone addressed to me... Rather, it was literally from my future self.