... live free!

Go to the well just behind the orphanage and pump up the water and moisten your throat.

"Phew..."

Yes, I took a breath and looked up at the sky and I saw a beautiful star in the sky.

"How many years has it been since I've seen a star at night?

Looking at the starry sky with that in mind, I heard multiple sounds of "Bicha". Who!? A boy was walking toward us when he turned to the one who heard the noise. Because I saw a small shadow. Maybe a pair of three? It was a three-year-old pair as I expected it to be. They walked straight in and looked at me and screamed.

"" Wow!

And stay back and butt cake. A little too surprised...... I was worried that I would be okay and I rang out.

"Are you okay? Can you stand?

He looked at me and my hand with a slightly frightened look when I said that and offered him my hand.

(I knew I couldn't...)

I heard a noise and a loud voice running from a little further away when I thought so.

"Are you all right!!

That's what I said. It was a five-year-old boy who came. And when he discovered us, he cried out in absurdity.

"Oh, you! What did you do to these guys!

"I didn't do anything"

"Huh? You're lying! What really happened to you guys?

"Mi, for a drink of water, when I came to the well, the man was there,"

"You pushed it!

That's what the boy who gave the unsolicited interpretation in the middle of the story of the boy he was talking about, said as he pointed his finger at me.

"Chi, no!

and made a denial aggressively. The boys I was talking to earlier are horny about what they're talking about.

"Don't lie to me!

So I thought I explored my pockets and threw something at me. Moving to the left with a slight flexion hit the forehead with something stiff.

I don't know what hit me, but when I gently touched the painful spot with my hands with a smile on my face for more pain than I thought, I got something betty in my hand. Could it be... I thought so and checked and the red liquid was on. And I felt the liquid coming through my forehead to my right cheek.

I wondered what the hell he'd thrown. When I saw him, I was reaching to the ground and picking something up.

(Could they have thrown a stone earlier?

"Get the hell out of here! You're just like those guys!

He says and throws a stone at me. It's not like I did anything... And yet I can't believe I'm like Onoma...... I can hit a stone thinking about it. Ouch...... I was going to protect everyone in the orphanage. How could... I thought so, but I wasn't doing anything directly. Besides, the kids nowadays didn't do much terrible things because they were trying to keep me from seeing the Onomas, so I just popped them and I don't know if they'd be made alike, but how can you not believe what I said... I thought.

"(... I wonder if maybe I was just holding in and self-satisfied by myself... Said he protected the kids from the onomas...)"

(Don't you have any trouble getting out of there like that boy said because the Onomas aren't coming anymore...)

That's what I thought. I left the orphanage to get ready.