"What? She looks like a girl.What should I do, Eye?Would it be okay to be a girl instead of an orphan to be educated?

"No problem, Alphonse."

I see. Let's take this girl with us. "

The surroundings are strangely quiet.

Is it because everyone who was here is down?

I wonder if something so quiet has ever happened in a ghetto.

In that situation, there were two people in front of our sisters.

A little boy and a beautiful woman.

Those two are coming in front of us and talking.

With a faint but strange voice echoing through your body.

The two voices were pleasant to hear.

I suddenly wanted to hear the story all the time.

However, if you can understand the content of the story with your head, you won't be able to say so.

You want me to take you?

Who are you looking for?

An orphan girl?

"No, I can't."

The moment my head understood the conversation, I stood in front of my sister with my hands open.

These people are about to be taken.

About my sister, Me, not me.

"Come on, I won't let you take her.No, please don't. "

I don't know why these people came here.

There are people in the ghetto.

But is that what people do in places like this when it's so bright?

I don't know, but it wasn't me the boy was watching.

I'm trying to reach out to my sister.

I saw it and understood it intuitively.

If I don't speak up here, I'll never see my sister again.

I was moving unconsciously, driven by unfounded, but definitely feelings.

"What? That's the girl I need to talk to."

"I'm sorry. I apologize if we did anything wrong.So please forgive me. "

"Hmm? I'm not mad at you.Don't worry, I'll take care of her. "

"Nah, why...."

"This kid may be talented, so I'll take him home and raise him.I think it's better than being here.I'll give you where you live and what you eat, so you can work for me. "

"Do you have dinner?

"Yeah, that's right.Yes, I'll give you this onigiri.It's just a salt knot. "

"I did it. Onee-chan, it's dinner.Rice balls! "

A boy threw rice balls out of his bag.

Seeing it, my sister is happy.

Am I talented?

What's that?

I've lived with you in this favela, but I don't even know my sister.

"No, I can't.Don't eat it. They'll take me somewhere I don't know. "

"Eh, but...."

"Um, I'll return this onigiri.I think my sister has such a talent..... "

"That's not true.You just resisted my [intimidation].Maybe it's because of her that you haven't fallen apart from the others. "

"When?

"Well, I guess she's good at magic.That's why I'll train that kid.I don't think it's a bad story. "

"May I have a moment, Mr. Alphonse?I'll explain myself. "

Look at me vigilant, I cut out that a woman, not a boy, talks.

The boy listens to it and says he'll take care of the rest.

I wonder if this woman is his valet.

Maybe it's a good little boy.

If these people are good rich, maybe I can follow them.

For us who don't even have anything to eat, that's really a thankful story.

But such a delicious story is impossible.

Skinny kids like us aren't supposed to be useful for work.

But that wasn't the case with orphans.

Some girls' orphans may be able to speak up when their bodies grow up.

I've heard stories about an older sister I know who was taken by a wealthy merchant at a glance.

But there were rumors that the sister was already dead.

I don't know, but I've heard that the merchant might have died in a terrible way.

"Delicious. Onee-chan, this rice ball is delicious!

"Huh? Me, why?I told you not to eat. "

"Because I'm hungry...."

"Want another one?Yes, please. "

"Wow, thank you. Onee-chan, I got rice balls again.Eat, too, onie-chan. "

While I was looking at the woman, I ate rice balls.

And I'm going to press the rice ball I got against my mouth.

It's already cold, but the rice balls hit my lips completely different from the old, crispy rice balls.

Delicious.

Even though I didn't eat it just by being pressed against my mouth, I felt the taste of salt on the onigiri, and I cried unexpectedly.

The addition and removal of salt with rice that is as delicious as I have never eaten before is exquisite, and the cheeks stretch with tears.

I can't.

I can't remember eating such delicious food.

I couldn't say great things to Me.

I was obsessed with eating the rice balls I received from Me.