Yalanilue smiles. “Look at them. You don’t get it, do you? The girl will continue to ponder what you said, until she’s figure it out, mark my words. When she does figure it out, it’ll be something beautiful.” Kazue’s smile turns soft for a milisecond, then she adds, “because I’d win.”
Corona points to the stars and constellations, naming them. “It looks like tiny silver coins in the sky, don’t you think?”