Mirai said that the room for me had been prepared and I could rest now. It seemed like it was really late at night because Mirai didn't realize the wound in my hand. Even until she led me to sit on the bed, Mirai didn't ask about my wound.
I lay down first.
CLICK!
I heard the sound of a door being locked from outside. My curiosity skyrocketed. I stretched out my hands and tried to find the location of the door. My foot hit the end of the bed, but I ignored it. It was a common thing. When I pulled on the doorknob, the door was completely locked.
I was locked by Mirai, who was my trusted lady-in-waiting. Why? Had I done something wrong? I faintly heard the sound of crying. It was really faint. Mirai was crying while mentioning my mother's name. Why was Mirai crying while calling my mother? I felt my grip on the doorknob become tighter.
