Chapter 47: The Days I Didn’t Move
Chapter 47: The Days I Didn’t Move
This chapter touches on emotional exhaustion and quiet moments of disconnect. Nothing graphic happens, but if you’ve ever felt weighed down or just… tired in a way that rest doesn’t fix, this one might hit too close.So read at your own pace. Take breaks if you need to, or skip it entirely. Noa will still be here tomorrow. And so are you. Okay? pinky swear?
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After the meal, I walked slowly back to my flat, my mind dragging behind me like dead weight. The world felt just a little too real now, and every step echoed louder than it should have. I opened the door, sat down heavily in the chair, and stared blankly at the ceiling. I felt a strange sadness. Something was missing from my Mural. I just wasn’t sure what it was. Feeling tired, I moved from the chair and lay down on my bed, eyes fixed upward. So much had happened recently, and there was still so much left for me to do. But right now, I didn’t feel like doing anything. The ceiling felt empty, incomplete somehow. I convinced myself that taking one day of rest wouldn’t hurt.
I lay there, thoughts gradually fading into nothingness, until eventually, I drifted off into sleep. When I woke, I immediately stared up at the ceiling again, momentarily thinking about getting up before remembering that there was no Academy today. The bed felt incredibly comfortable, stable beneath me, and my mind remained blissfully blank. I continued lying there, quietly studying the drawings and the stars scattered through it. Hours passed as I lay motionless, feeling utterly detached. I didn’t feel the urge to move or do anything at all. Staying here felt right. Two days off wasn’t unreasonable; it was fine to rest a little.
Another day passed, and I woke again. Still, no desire came to do anything but stare upward, my thoughts empty. At some point, I heard a faint knocking on the door, but I ignored it. I didn’t feel like answering. I wanted nothing more than to stay in bed, unmoving, in peaceful comfort.
An envelope was slipped under the door, followed by retreating footsteps. I ignored it too. Opening it would mean the world would start moving again, and I wasn’t ready for that. I wanted to remain where I was, comfortable and without effort. No pain from training, no sweat, no blood. Just my soft bed and silent mind. It felt so peaceful.hing "What a beautiful world."
Shizuru stirred awake, blinking with confusion. When she saw me sitting up and gazing at the sunset, she let out a surprised cry, "Noa, you're finally awake!" Her joy quickly turned into sadness again, eyes filling with tears as she choked out, "Noa... you idiot... stupid... why didn't you answer? You're... my only friend at the Academy. I don't have anyone else to talk to like you..."
I sighed softly, reaching out to pat her head. "Now you decide to act your age," I murmured gently, allowing a small smile to cross my lips.
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