Cutie Day

A new day comes. The green curtain brings sunshine. Tipsy shadows moved at the end of bed. The air begins to flow.

YaraisIt's time to...

The girl sprawled on the bed reached for her watch with difficulty,

Yarais..get up.

Brushing teeth, having breakfast, going out. The azaleas on the road are in full bloom. The puddles after the rain disappeared in the quiet wind.

YaraisOh, the water got my shoes wet...

That's fine. All she knows is that the appointment coming up.

To meet Iris.

A cutie day. Whether it is the sky, the grass, the bread or the cat, it is flashing in Yarais' sight. It's not a pity that she didn't take the camera. The smell of bread can confuse that old camera all day.

But Iris is not. Iris knows everything about cameras, even the uncontrollable brilliance of the sky. She knows whether to overexpose the sky or keep it saturated. Yarais thinks she has become a good friend with the sky through the camera, that dizzy hole.

Iris gave her a camera two months ago. That camera is brand new, not Iris's own old one. Yarais can understand her very well. After all, that old camera is her wing with the sky. Iris knows that Yarais is not good at taking pictures, Yarais's eyes like autumn leaves are regarded as "eye cameras" by her. As for what Yarais can capture in the "eye camera"...

...Shh, that's the secret of the diary.

IrisYarais?

YaraisYes, it's me.

Yarais's dress stops floating for a while. Amnesia never happens, does it? It's just that she's dressed up so much that Iris doesn't recognize her.

Both Iris and Yarais laugh.

The sky doesn't matter, it can wait a little longer. The "eye camera" has begun to record.

IrisAlright princess (laugh) Yara, let's go to the street.

YaraisAccept. (Laugh)

This street is washed by spring. Juice, bread, bluebells or ceramics. Pigeons parked on the roof of the shed. Public white piano on the corner of the street.

busnissmanDoll, balloon, mini furniture, which one would be your favorite?

Iris is too busy taking pictures to hear what the businessman is saying. Yarais is too busy choosing her favorite to think what Iris is doing.

Yarais found something different.

YaraisIs... is that a stone?

busnissmanUh, yeah I guess.

YaraisWhere does it from?

busnissmanIf you want it, I can discount it for you.

Yarais...How much?

She buys this "stone" at a low price. In fact, she didn't want to buy it at first, just because she asked. It seems that buying this thing has become a fixed thing. Her silly idea of buying this "stone" also make her anxious, about: Is her dress too conspicuous? Will mom blame herself for buying a useless stone? And...

Where does Iris go?

Yarais has been standing for ten minutes, but she didn't see Iris. Suddenly, a white cat comes to her leg. She follows the white cat and walks to the piano on the corner.

Yeah, she could play the piano.

But please, don't let the others on the street hear this poor piano skill...

She puts the "stone" aside.

Is the sky listening? Can notes blow clouds? Can Iris hear it? –or see it?