My name is Yumi Mayumi Elfsei, I'm fourteen years old, I'm half human and half elf, my mother is an elf from world one and my father is a human from world two. This is currently 2009, currently my mother has a serious illness that puts her life at risk. In fact, I have a younger sister called Filna, she is two years younger than me, I think my little sister is very cute and I love squeezing her cheeks. My sister and I suffered prejudice from most elves because we are half human, but even so I haven't given up on making everyone recognize me and being friends with everyone.
Yumi then feels someone touching her shoulders.
Yumi – so it's you Filna.
Filna – big sister what are you doing?
Yumi – kakikomi.
Filna doesn't understand anything.
Filna – what did you mean?
Yumi – I'm speaking in Japanese, in this case I said the word writing.
Filna – but isn't it right that we just speak and write the language of the elves?
Yumi – you are wrong, my little sister.
Filna gets angry.
Yumi – I'm sorry for calling you little, but you are little hehehe!
Filna – but to go to this Japan, don't we need to go to world two?
Yumi – yes. I will make everyone respect me and then break the barrier that divides the two worlds, then both worlds will live happily.
Filna – then forget it, this is an impossible dream. If the world managed to break the barrier that blocks the passage to world two, world two would certainly be destroyed immediately. World two is fragile. Any weak being from the elf, demon, archangel or beasts could destroy world two in the blink of an eye.
Yumi – you are such a comedian, if that were true then why does the barrier between the two worlds still exist?
Filna – don't ask me things that don't have answers, but there's no chance in that world of having someone with the capacity to put fear in our world.
Yumi – little sister, do you want to help me write my autobiography?
Filna – we have more to do, I'll give our mother's medicine in a little while.
Yumi – then go ahead and cap it.
Filna takes the paper from Yumi's desk and tears it up.
Filna – am I really twelve years old and you are fourteen years old?!!!
Filna then leaves their room and goes to get the medicine from the living room.
Someone knocks on the bedroom door.
Yumi – Filna?!!!
So the one who opens the bedroom door is Filna and Yumi's father.
Yumi – daddy?!
Yumi lowers her head.
Uehara – daughter, don't be sad about your sister, I told you, she's just worried about Alara, just like you and me are.
Yumi – Filna is right, she has better maturity than me, it was her and I, as the older sister, who should dream like that, giving the moral lesson, but unfortunately it is the opposite.
Uehara – how many do you and your sister have?
Yumi – you know I'm fourteen and Filna is twelve, so what kind of stupid question is that?
Uehara – so, at this age you don't need to worry about that kind of thing.
Filna then appears in the room desperate.
Uehara – Filna, what happened, why are you like this?
Filna – my...mother...to...mou...the...re...medium
Filna starts crying and can't continue to say the rest.
Uehara is distressed.
Uehara – (don't tell me the medicine isn't working for Alara anymore?)
Uehara – let's take a look at your mother.
Then Yumi, Uehara and Filna go into the room to take a look at Alara. Alara is sitting on the couch, Alara is pale and coughing a lot. She sees her husband and her two daughters, so she smiles.