She slowly ran her index finger over the cut on her palm. “To repeat - I got this cut five years ago. But I nullified the fact that I was cut. And now, for the sake of this explanation, I put it back to normal.” She “nullified” the fact it happened? It was a story much too distanced from reality. I’d never heard of anyone who could undo events that happened to them. It was clearly beyond human ability. But I found myself faced with a situation that couldn’t be explained any other way. Her being here proved it. Logically, I should have run her over, yet she was spared it. And she made a wound she hadn’t had before suddenly appear out of nowhere. It sounded like magic from a fairy tale, but I had to believe it until some other acceptable explanation presented itself. For the time being, I accepted the theory. She was a wizard. She could make things that happened to her “not happen.” “So you mean, you also undid the accident I caused?” “That’s right. If you don’t believe that, I can show you another example...” She rolled up the sleeve of her blouse. “No, I believe it,” I told her. “It’s pretty... pretty unreal, but I’m seeing it before my eyes. But if you undid the accident, why do I seem to remember running you over? Why didn’t I just keep driving along?” Her shoulders sagged. “I don’t know. It’s not something I do entirely consciously. I want someone to tell me just as much.” “And one more thing. You probably say it that way for convenience, but strictly speaking, you can’t really undo everything, right? Otherwise I can’t think of an explanation for your anger earlier.” “...Yes, you’re right,” she confirmed, sounding discouraged. “My ability is only something temporary. After a fixed time, the thing that I undid will go back to happening again. So all I can do, in essence, is “postpone” events that I don’t want to happen.” Postponing... That explained it. Her anger made perfect sense now. She