Matcha was still in the shop, sitting on the sofa by the window. Her arms were crossed, looking at Grandma Ayu who sat across from her. Then I glanced at the box that had been re-secured, thinking that... stealing it wouldn't be too wrong.
However, as if knowing Matcha's thoughts right now, Grandma Ayu's shrill voice boomed, "It won't matter if you steal the box, it'll be dangerous. Your attitude. Danger."

"So, what are the conditions? Why do I have to go here at all?"

Ayu cupped her two faces, resting on the round table in the middle of them, separating them. On the table was a vase of daisies. So, when Nenek Ayu's head came forward a little, the top of the flowers hit her chin.

"Simple. Amazingly simple," said Grandma Ayu. "All you have to do is give me your access card, complete the mission you're assigned to do while you're here, and ... that's it."

"Is that all?"

Grandmother Ayu nodded, stepped back, and leaned back in the wooden chair she was sitting in.

"What else do you want to ask? This shop is only limited until..." He looked at the clock hanging behind Matcha, "8 o'clock."

"Why?" asked Matcha, not accepting. She leaned forward slightly, pounding on the table. "Does it have to be this short?"

Okay. Matcha knows that all reasonable shops in this life also have opening and closing limits, but this shop's limits are very inhumane, yes, I'm sorry, just like the origin of the shop.

"Because you have to go to school!"

Matcha hissed; her arms folded. "Wait. One more thing. I... can't change the past, can I?"

"That depends on you." One of Grandma Ayu's legs, which had been resting on her thigh, lowered. That's right. She's not liked an old lady. "Hurry up and get out. I have to bathe the kitten."

Matcha's eyebrows shot up as soon as she heard it. "Kitten?"

I'm more important than a snot-nosed cat who hasn't bathed, huh?

"Why? Strange?" she asked.

Matcha snorted, nodding. What shopkeeper would give more importance to kittens than customers? Although she also didn't know if she could be called a customer or not, anyway. "Yes."

Grandma Ayu's hand was extended to the door as she stood up. "Can you please come out quickly?"

"WAIT!" Matcha raised her arms high. Her breathing was rapid.

"One last question!"

Matcha almost wanted to hit him over the head with the vase on top of the flowers. "What does access card mean? Where did you get it?"

"What? It must be on you."

"I have to find it first?" asked Matcha sarcastically. Her patience was thinner than a sheet of tissue, suddenly having to be tested by this kind of grandmother.

"It depends."

Can Matcha throw a vase? Not bad, it's a ceramic vase.

"So, can you come out now?"

Matcha cleared her throat sarcastically, exiting the shop in such a hurry that she almost tripped over her own feet.

Right in the courtyard of the shop, she turned her head slightly, looking at the shop again.

Access card, huh? Where should he look!?

That was all Matcha had in mind now. Even after coming to school, the math problems no longer gave Matcha pleasure, as well as during breaks, when she sat on the US secretariat bench because she had to complete Blue's assignment, considering that the girl would soon step down in two weeks, Matcha's mind drifted back there several times.

"Drinking, huh?" The voice disturbed Matcha. She turned her head. The source of the voice was on the side of the secretariat. "Should I help you?"

"Nope. No need." Then Sky's voice followed. "Don't you want to go to class? It's dusty in here."

After that, Matcha saw Violet come out, and she looked disliked, but the girl smiled. Thought Matcha didn't know what common sense was, huh?

Matcha caught up with Sky. As soon as she entered, there were many stacks of books that the man was organizing, with reading reports written on the book covers.

"If I say ... you have to break up with Violet, isn't that weird?" asked Matcha suddenly. Sky turned her head, seeing Matcha sitting next to her. "So, I just want to tell you this. Don't keep obeying Vio, okay?"

"I already know. Violet threatened about Blue-meaning me, right?"

When the question floated back, before Sky could answer, Matcha continued her words again. "There's no need to go to such lengths, really, there should be."

"Is it really because of you?"

Matcha nodded. "I already know what that means the end will be like."

"Yeah, I guessed, too," Sky muttered, tying up a stack of books to send to the art kid, to be recycled. Then, the man turned his head as Matcha joined him in picking up the rope at the side of Sky's leg. "You... want to go to the orphanage?"

Matcha blinked, surprised. And yet, here Matcha was now, coming to that place again, a place Matcha had visited several times during big events at the orphanage because Blue had forced her to.

"Anna's world?" Matcha looked at the graffiti on the side of the parlor, Sky's name was written there, with her handprint. Underneath it was written Sky's favorite book.

"I have the book."

Matcha's eyes lit up upon hearing that, turning to Sky who had just caught up. The man had just picked up some lunch boxes, looking at her in surprise. "Can I borrow the book, no!? Blue-gue's room doesn't have books of that genre."

"Just take it, in the room. On the middle shelf." Matcha blinked, indecisive. Like... did she have to bring it herself? "You can. Just come in. I want to keep this for now."

Sky pointed at the box with his chin.

So, Matcha nodded, hurrying inside the orphanage. The atmosphere was still very much the same-warm and crowded. She glanced at the few rooms that were lined up after Matcha passed the children's toys. There were many rooms here. Then, Matcha accidentally noticed a figurine hanging on the wall a little lower down. Matcha remembered that day.

Blue's 13th birthday was being celebrated here. Blue was wearing a blue birthday hat, on her left side was Sky, then Matcha was on the girl's right side-embraced by Green-and sitting at the very front were the orphanage children here.

"Brother Blue want to bring Bang Sky's book?" Matcha turned her head, finding a little girl carrying a pink Barbie doll. Her teeth looked toothless as she smiled. One index finger pointed behind her. "The room is over there."

"Oh, yes. Thank you."

"I'm Nurul."

Matcha nodded.

"Okay. Thanks, Nurul," she said awkwardly.

Then, Matcha moved down the hallway, finding Sky's name hanging in front of the door. Upon entering, Matcha was a little stunned. Sky's room, which was dominated by a dark gray color, seemed tidier than her own room, there was a bookshelf on the edge of the bed, and a study table in the corner of the room, the walls were clean without any stickers. Matcha crouched down, looking for Anna's World book among the other books.

However, upon pulling out the book, Matcha could see the top of a box with flowers on it just below the book-supporting another book-that was similar to the box in Blue's room.