Editing Mushi Uta:Volume 5th Episode 20 (section)

=== Part 6 ===
This morning, when she opened her eyes, the date was two days ahead.

"…?"

Seeing the time display on her cellphone, she was puzzled.

She saw her reflection on the screen, wearing a fully-buttoned pajama with half-open eyes. While scratching her bed-hair, she pushed aside the futon and stood up.

Her fingers touched something hard.

It was a silver rod. For a second, its surface looked like it was shining.

"…"

When she unconsciously grabbed it, she felt as if it became slightly heavier than it was yesterday. It was supposed to be as light as if it was part of her body, so it was strange.

But that didn't matter.

When she let go of the rod and exited her room, she found the maid in the corridor.

"Say, what's today's date? –Ugh, my body feels heavy…"

The maid greeted her with a "Good morning" and told her the date. Just like she thought, it was two days off from what she remembered.

"Have you gotten a cold? You were awfully wet yesterday… I heard you fell down and lost consciousness, so I changed your clothes."

"Cold? Fell down? Who?"

"Ah—no, it's nothing. Do not mind it."

Holding her mouth as if suddenly recalling something, the maid left. It was now obvious who told her to shut up.

Thinking a while, she walked in the corridor still dressed in her pajama.

Going through the wide mansion, she stood in front of a certain room.

"Daisuke! I'm coming in!"

Before she finished speaking, she pushed into the room.

She tore off the blanket from the boy sleeping at the very center of the dreary Japanese-style room and straddled him. “Gweh?!” she heard this painful groan from below.

“I have the feeling that something very unnatural happened! Is it my imagination? It is, right? If it isn't, then it's definitely your fault!"

While the boy living with her was groaning, he opened his heavy lids.

"Arisu… right?"

For some reason he spoke hoarsely and raised his languid face to look up at her.

"Who else do I look like? Cleopatra? Yang Guifei? Ono no Komachi? How boring, try to be funnier! What will remain of you if we take away the comedian?"

Raising her voice, Horusu Seijou Academy middle school senior Ichinokuro Arisu started pounding her fists on the boy from above.

"So it is Arisu… Haah…"

As he repeated the same words, for some reason he looked quite relieved.

"You're immodest…"

"I-immodest?? How unexpected for you to utter these words! And the first thing you say upon waking up! You’ve improved, Daisuke!"

"What are you trying to get me to d—ugh—I feel pretty bad… is it a cold…? S-stop—"

While being hit the boy couldn't move anymore, so she ended up getting out of the room.

Exiting to the mansion's courtyard, she was wrapped in the morning air.

The pleasant wind was just a little damp. —As if it was after rain.

The ground was covered by large puddles that reflected the sunlight.

Stretching exaggeratedly, she looked up at the sky.

There Arisu saw the being always at her side, the silver butterfly.

"Good morning, Mari."

Along with the Morpho butterfly left to her by her best friend—

Ichinokuro Arisu's "today" began. 

To be continued…

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