[She's walking up the stairwell, heading for her room.
It has already been six days. How long will Rika have to wait? Months or maybe even years. The castle is a rather nice place for an unfamiliar world but... to Rika, this is a world with no friends.
She's thinking about how Satoko's futon won't be next to her bed. And in the morning, Hanyuu won't be the first one to greet her.
Maybe she did have a little bit of enjoyment during the Summer Festival... she had even won a cute stuffed giraffe for herself! But by simply thinking about home, she couldn't help but burst into tears again. She had tried to wash her face with water, but the red on her eyes is quite visible.
Thankfully, no one's around to see her angsting right now except for probably a certain golden butterfly... or so Rika thinks...
She's just going to try to sleep and forget... if she can...]