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Caelus sighed as he stared boredly out the window at the planet his sister and her friends were currently visiting.
In normal circumstances, he would have offered to accompany them to this new planet and join their adventure, but for some reason, something had been bothering him lately.
Was Stelle planning to steal his trash cans? Had Sunday found out he was the one who ate his pancakes? Or had March discovered what had happened to his camera? He wasn't sure what it was, but he didn't like this feeling at all.
"Is something wrong, comrade?" a female voice asked beside him, making Caelus stop looking out the window and notice Cyrene's worried expression.
It had been about two years (probably; he still wasn't sure how time worked between space and the planets they visited) since the conflict with Irontomb ended and Amphoreus became a real planet.
He was glad that Cyrene, Phainon, Tribbie, and the others could be real people and enjoy their lives, and not just data created to aid Irontomb's resurgence.
"I don't know," Caelus admitted, looking down at the ground. "Lately, I've had this feeling that something's wrong, but I don't know what it is."
"I understand," Cyrene admitted, looking at him with concern. "To be honest, Caelus... I've been feeling that way lately too..."
This surprised Caelus quite a bit, as he hadn't expected anyone to feel similarly to him in that respect, but he decided not to interrupt Cyrene.
"And that feeling got worse after I received this," she confessed, taking out her phone to look for something. When she found it, she handed it to Caelus. "Read the email Aglaea just sent me."
Caelus blinked in confusion but heeded his friend's advice, only to freeze at the subject line of the email Aglaea had sent him.
It was an invitation, for a wedding…
More specifically, for Phainon and Mydei's wedding.
(Image of the digital invitation? It's not my first time doing this! So please bear with me, my readers.)
Caelus wasn't surprised that they were something more; it was quite obvious to everyone that Phainon's feelings for Mydei weren't there.
He was 100 percent sure that more than one person on Amphoreus thought those two were already more than friends.
If they weren't, Caelus was going to demand that they both give him back those minutes of his life that he'd lost being the third wheel in whatever…whatever they were at that moment.
"Do you think something's going to go wrong?" he asked worriedly after rereading the invitation for the third time.
Cyrene just shrugged uncertainly. "I don't know, but I'd like to go to make sure everything goes well… He deserves his happiness, and if Mydei is the one who can give it to him, I'll support him in everything."
Caelus knew Cyrene was serious about that and didn't blame her for having that thought or feeling.
If anyone deserved happiness after everything he'd lived through and sacrificed to give everyone a chance to live, it was Phainon.
He sacrificed everything so that the people he loved could live, enduring countless cycles of killing everyone he loved and living with the guilt of doing it again and again until nothing remained but a shell of his former self.
"Do you want me to help you convince the others to go, Amphoreus, and attend the wedding?" Caelus asked gently, watching Cyrene fidget with her fingers.
"…if it's not too much trouble," Cyrene admitted quietly, looking at the ground.
"…if it's not too much trouble." Caelus sighed as he looked back at the planet where his sister and friends were, wondering how she felt about this change of plans.
Well, at least this time Himeko and Mr. Welt could get a better look at Amphoreus without the universe being at risk, right?