Come to think of it, how long has it been since I arrived in this world? Back in my original world, people must be celebrating the New Year by now, right?
For the past few months, Inazuma seemed locked in an eternal autumn—mildly warm at midday and slightly cool by nightfall, with no concept of spring, summer, or winter.
Looking at the unchanging scenery outside the window, Fu suddenly felt a wave of melancholy. Did her parents in her original world miss her at all?
Chapter 35