Now Yuma was swimming the middle of conscious and unconscious.
My youngest sister and I were there, talking random stuff. All of the sudden, Yuma pointed at me with her finger, like a marionette connected to all those tubes.
And she said “YUNO.”
Then pointed at herself and said “YUMA”.
Finally, pointed at youngest sister and said “YUKI”.
And then, nodded “YES.” with a satisfied smile on her face.
‘That’s right, baby. WE’RE A THREE SISTERS NO MATTER WHAT.’ I said. Without saying it out loud. Because I knew I’d cry if I heard myself saying it.