In the real world, Yui stood motionless, her gaze fixed toward the distant horizon.
A strange sensation crawled down her spine.
Something was approaching. And it wasn't just coming.
It was rushing, tearing through the atmosphere like a comet set ablaze.
It was fast.
It was dangerously fast.
A blur that seemed to rip through the very fabric of the sky.
Beside her, Hina didn't even twitch.
Her body remained frozen, her eyes vacant, as if her soul had long since checked out.
No—this wasn't ignorance.
It was numbness.
The weight of her depression had dulled her senses completely.
That constant, crushing despair had stripped her of awareness, erasing every instinct she once had.
It was precisely because of her condition that she couldn't even feel it and couldn't sense the approaching storm.
"Haa…" Yui let out a long sigh, her tone dipped in annoyance and resignation. "Looks like it's up to me to handle everything again."
