A Love Story from the Observer's View

Daisy of the kingdom that inherited the name of a dragon.

When she left her hometown by her own choice,

she thought she was a watcher who only listened to and looked at the world's stories.

She thought she would remain forever in the position of a bystander.

But Daisy, too, came to have a story.

It was like the sunlight falling over spring fields,

or the sound of rain holding the summer sky,

or the leaves flying through the autumn air,

or the snowflakes filling the day and night of winter.

In other words, it was

"an unavoidable matter," as he said.

Once you love someone, you can no longer choose.

So this time—

this is Daisy's story.

***

"Should we say we stayed at the island hotel today? And missed the boat."

She spoke with a confident expression, but after saying it she felt a little regret.

She didn't think words like that could tempt the neat man standing before her.

He raised a hand and covered his eyes. The corners of his mouth looked like they were smiling.

"You should speak so that I don't misunderstand you."