July 24th, noon in the Whale Terrarium.
In the Crystal Ball, Yaguba opened his eyes.
Through the glass, he looked at the window of the bedroom, where a blood-red sky was reflected in his vision. Flying fish, carried by the sea breeze and fluorescence, drifted across the sky like a galaxy.
After a long while, he turned his head to look at the interior of the bedroom.
Cezar was sitting at the desk, his eyes lowered, reading a book titled "World Oddity Annals."
"Yaguba... What exactly are you?"
Amid the rustling sound of fingers brushing against the pages, the white-haired, blue-eyed boy suddenly began to speak.
"What are you talking about?" Yaguba replied, "I'm Yaguba, not 'someone'."
Cezar didn't respond.
Yaguba blinked, quietly observing his expression.
