The kaleidoscope of love


We all have something that reminds us of a late relative or beloved: it can be a photo, a pair of glasses, the jewel that one cared the most of or, as it happens in Ashita no Nadja, a diary, a dress, a brooch, and a kaleidoscope. In this chapter, the ninth, we see how having that object stolen is painful, and how parting from it of our own volition is difficult, but can be done for others. The story is moving towards its end, and is a continuous running, chasing, losing, searching and finding, risking the loved ones, and sometimes our lives.