He is such a...
Such a--!
Such--
Argh!
And it's not even his fault. Aah, Altana, Kii's perfume. How did he-- Where--
Dammit. I can't believe he remembered.
...
...Actually, yeah. yeah, I can. But why...! What the heck am I supposed to do with this? It's not mine. It's absolutely, completely for Kii.
Maybe I should have told him from the start. Tch... too late now, right? Anyway, who's gonna know I'm not Kii? Our neighbours, my mother. That's all, isn't it? And it's not like he'd ever talk to any of them. I don't think he's even starting to suspect. Does he even remember I exist?
This is already turning into the crappiest Starlight Celebration ever. No Kii, and I'm stuck with some stupid Elvaan boy who can't see the truth right under his nose. I hate this I hate this I hate this. I hate him. It's all his fault. Hmph. All... his fault...
...I... I took a walk today. Stupid Elvaan boy or not, it's way too pretty to stay inside all day. Everything is shining. San d'Oria's trees are huge. I bought a Windurstian one, but... it's really small, even to me. Guess that's what happens when you live with Tarutaru.
Anyway, there were some moogles looking for help in exchange for presents. Again. In Northern San d'Oria (boooooring area names here), they wanted adventurers to give cards to each other. I traded one with an Elvaan woman named "Ellanore". Preeetty sure I've heard that name before. Isn't she Jenare's friend-in-Bastok's fiancee or something? Why's she here and he there? Well, not that I asked. Maybe she's someone else with the same name. Argh, what's it matter, anyway?
...Stupid Jenare. I can't even not wear this thing.