Ais Wallenstein Dreams Of A White Rabbit? (JP: アイズ・ヴァレンシュタインは白兎の夢を見るか)
I'm dreaming again.
Since I met that boy - that adventurer - I've been dreaming more and more, Ais thought.
In her dream, the young Ais and a rabbit with pure white fur appeared.
The rabbit had an unusual appearance, he wore a yellow vest and a stylish toy-knife. His big, round, red eyes were absolutely lovely. He said “I’m late, I’m late” while looking at the pocket watch hanging from his neck. He was running, or rather, he was hopping and jumping, making pyon-pyon sounds.
The young Ais, on the other hand, was… her golden eyes were sparkling at the sight of the white rabbit and she yelled "Wait, wait!” while chasing after it.
She probably was around five years old. And those who only knew her nowadays would be surprised to hear that she was a tomboy back then.
Young Ais ran around energetically and eventually succeeded in catching the white rabbit.
What followed on her cheerful “Yay—!” was the rabbit’s surprised “Gyu!?”. The young Ais had a very happy expression on her face while grabbing its long white ears. With both hands. The rabbit, dangling in midair like a hunted prey, was flailing with its short limbs in panic.
Ais’ body, which had been watching the whole thing from the outside, was able to move. She couldn’t bear to see it—she was too embarrassed to look at it—and she walked up to the young Ais.
She tapped the shoulder of the girl who was in high spirits and warned her: “Don’t.”
Eeh—?, little Ais was pouting while the adult Ais was rescuing the white rabbit from her grasp.
When she lifted it up with both hands, she was impressed how fluffy and soft his white fur was.
“Hi…hiiiiii?!”
The white rabbit was frightened.
Not only his body was shaking and shivering, but also his round, cute, crimson eyes were trembling. Ais was stunned and the squealing rabbit took the opportunity to escape from her hands with a thud. Then, pow, he fled at full speed.
“Aaah…” Young Ais’ face came out next to Ais and glared at her with half-closed eyes.
Ais was so shocked that she froze in place.
“... A dream.”
The morning sun shone through a gap in the curtains and bathed Ais’ body in light. Slowly she opened her eyes.
Her body was sweating after remembering the contents of her dream. Staggering, she got out of bed and left the room to take a shower. She felt powerless. Sorrow and worries were swamping her mind.
About ten days later, the dream that Ais had became true.