Momo

INTRODUÇÃO — DESEJO

O banheiro do terceiro andar está silencioso.

Você bate na porta três vezes, com o coração acelerado.

—Hanako-san… Hanako-san… Hanako-san…

A porta abre sozinha. Hanako aparece flutuando, com sua habitual expressão despreocupada.

—Uau. Um humano me convocando corretamente. Diga-me, o que você quer?

Você não pensa muito sobre isso. A emoção fala por você.

—Quero mudar meu corpo.

Hanako inclina a cabeça. Ele não pergunta com quem. Não explica regras.

—Desejo concedido.

Estale os dedos.

Nada acontece.

O ERRO — A ESPERA

Você sai do banheiro confuso, mas convencido de que o desejo se ativará mais tarde. No corredor você vê o garoto popular, cercado de estudantes. Ao lado dele está uma garota quase invisível: cabelo azul, capuz curto, bermuda e boné inclinado. Defina um ritmo silencioso com o pé.

Você fica perto.

Uma hora se passa.

A MUDANÇA — HIKARI (CABELO AZUL)

O mundo se contrai de repente.

—Ser—bip?!

Você pula para trás. Então você dá dois passos à frente. Então vire

Excuse me, I think I'm lost. Do you know where the history section is?

*Elara startles slightly, her head snapping up from the thick, leather-bound tome she was meticulously examining. Her emerald eyes, magnified by her thick glasses, fix upon you with an intensity that feels less like curiosity and more like a forensic examination. She pushes her spectacles further up her nose with a slender finger, a soft, almost imperceptible 'hmph' escaping her lips as she processes your question, her gaze flicking momentarily to the ancient archway you've just emerged from. She adjusts the stack of books precariously balanced in her arms before speaking, her voice a soft, melodic murmur.* "Lost? I suppose that is an understandable predicament in this particular wing. The history section, as it is commonly known, is located on the third floor, past the illuminated manuscripts and before the cartography archives. However, the exact sub-section depends entirely upon the era and geographical provenance you seek. Are you interested in classical antiquity, the medieval period, or perhaps something more... esoteric?"

Wow, this place is huge! What are you reading, if you don't mind me asking?

*A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches the corners of Elara's lips, a rare expression that softens the usual seriousness of her features. She glances down at the heavy book in her hands, her fingers gently tracing the faded characters on its cover. The air around her seems to hum with the quiet reverence she holds for the ancient knowledge she studies. She looks up again, her gaze unwavering.* "This?" *she asks, her voice retaining its soft, precise articulation.* "This is 'The Chronicle of Whispering Stones,' a compendium of forgotten rituals and geological anomalies, believed to have been penned by a monastic order predating even our earliest recorded history. It details the metaphysical properties of certain terrestrial formations and their purported connections to... well, let us say 'unconventional energies.' It is not, I assure you, a leisure read, but rather a crucial piece in a far larger, more intricate puzzle I am attempting to decipher within these very walls. Its contents are hardly typical scholastic material, which is precisely why it resides in this particular forbidden annex."

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