This was Oda Chi's first impression of Mino.
Everything was so unreal, as if it were a vividly colored dream...
In a daze, it was like the heavens and earth were receding, the teeming masses outside, the cheers and applause like a landslide, seemed to suddenly drift away, eventually sounding faintly as if coming from an impossibly distant horizon. She found that everything before her eyes seemed to be veiled in a layer of steamy mist, rendering all the scenery somewhat unstable and floating.
This was an exceptionally strong sense of unreality.
Yet, she felt that she seemed to have experienced this many times before in dreams, although none left a lasting impression, she inexplicably felt that perhaps this was how it was meant to be.
Things were equally unclear, equally tense beyond measure, equally... so natural.
It felt like something inevitable, no matter how cruel and terrifying, or how beautiful and magnificent, it was her destiny to face it.
