Aiwass once again awoke leisurely, finding himself lying on the bed in the inn's room.
He had a subconscious feeling that something was off but couldn't remember what it was at the moment.
"Mr. Fox, come quick and see!"
Just then, a spirited and crisp child's voice came from beside him: "It's so beautiful here!"
…Such strong intuition. She had sensed that someone else was here without him saying a word, simply from him opening his eyes.
Was this the sensitive intuition that befits a candidate of the Path of Beauty?
Aiwass looked toward the source of the voice and saw Daiya crouching at the window which was pulled inward, watching the outside intently.
It was then that Aiwass realized why he had felt that sense of unease—
"…The rain has stopped, huh."
He murmured softly.
Outside was not night but morning. Last night's storm had calmed, but a light drizzle was still falling.
Only at this moment did Aiwass see just how beautiful the outside was—
