The photos ranged from staged poses and candid shots to paparazzi pictures, but without exception, none of them captured scenery as their main subject. The photographer had put a lot of thought into them, because right in the center of every single picture was the figure of the same girl—Erii.
Standing in front of the Senso-ji temple offering incense was Erii's back, her head slightly lowered and her hands pressed together in prayer, looking deeply devout; in front of the Tokyo Tree was Erii's silhouette, where the bright lights of the tower cast a brilliant, glowing halo around her figure; standing in front of the Disneyland castle was a straight-on shot of Erii, wearing a fluffy tulle dress and elegant sleeve cuffs, truly looking like a princess stepping out of a snow-white castle; sitting on the cliff in Meizinjimachi was Erii's profile, the sunset about to sink into the sea dyeing her face a fiery red, her eyes focused and bright...
Erii's eyes widened in a look of stunned delight, just like when she had first seen the sunset at Meizinjimachi. This girl had never experienced such a feeling before—that someone had recorded every single place she had ever been and every possible angle of her, that her every move mattered so much in someone else's world, and that somewhere in this world, there was a person who would gaze at her figure and drift off into daydreams.
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