This is the second time Bastian has found me asleep outside. My shirt was open, the chest of the field was visible from the exposed shirt.
Bastian checked to see if I was drunk. But the smell of alcohol certainly won't smell because I don't drink it.
Apparently, the time I spent with Renia evoked my past again. I dream about my family. It didn't feel as painful as it used to be, but it still made a losing hole that made me sigh deeply.
I went out to look for the wind and ended up falling asleep under the sky again. Even Tanka didn't realize that.
Guesting from my behavior, Bastian gave me Camomile flower tea, to calm my stiffening nerves. I sniffed the fragrance of this tea, the fragrance was indeed soothing. I honestly prefer coffee.
Bastian's old face wrinkles, he often told me to take a break, go to bed early occasionally, or take a vacation enjoying youth. But the workaholic soul of Akion, even crazier when I kept it.
