"Kurumu?"
....Heh, the sudden reversal of the mood must've been so quick that you're seeing things, now. Shaking your head and blinking repeatedly, you open your eyes again to see your bluenette friend in the bus seat across from you. She looks dumbfounded to see you, before her expression morphs into one of complete and utter
joy. She's wearing a short, stylish red scarf that you know is there to hide the bandages still around her neck; otherwise, you know Kurumu well enough to expect she'd be squealing with excitement. Sitting next to her is a
stunning and fashionable-looking woman that you can only assume is her mother.