The comments section all think I'm a really good person.

This light, airy feeling was magical to her.

Kita Kirihara wanted to say something more, but suddenly sensed something.

She looked up and met the gaze of Saki Koizumi, who had hurriedly pushed open the door.

The other person looked at her, their gaze heavy with unease and concern.

The two men's positions seemed to have reversed for a moment.

158. God's name in childhood

In the dream that Shiori Hachiya gave her to rest in, Saki Koizumi, unusually, dreamed about things from the past.

Since signing a contract with World Voices, Saki Koizumi has rarely dreamed.

As Shiori Hachiya said, Saki Koizumi's dreams are different from those of ordinary people.

Whether in terms of emotional intelligence or the extent to which she is favored by the world, she is quite different from ordinary people.

Of course, Saki Koizumi didn't initially realize the difference between herself and ordinary people.

Ten years ago.

[Saki-chan! Mom and Dad are going on a long trip and probably won't be back for at least ten years.]

We will send the money home regularly. You need to take good care of yourself.

That's all for now, bye-bye!

I'll send you a gift!

If you miss your parents, you can call us. Our phone number is—

It just so happens that the part with the phone number was stained by Saki Koizumi's instant noodle soup.

Thirteen-year-old Saki Koizumi, who hadn't seen her parents after school and was about to eat some instant noodles before calling the police, finally found this note on the ground after accidentally knocking over the instant noodle container.

She picked it up and found that the most crucial information had been soaked through by the instant noodle soup. After wiping it dry, there was only a smudged ink stain, and the phone number was completely illegible: "..."

Her expression was blank.

Saki Koizumi ultimately did not report the incident to the police.

Because she discovered that her unreliable parents had indeed tidied up the house thoroughly, taken away all the things she needed for the trip, filled the refrigerator and storage room, and drove off with the car.

Everything was prepared perfectly, except for the fact that I didn't bring her along.

Saki Koizumi was a somewhat special child.

Her life is a true reflection of the saying "there's always a way out".

No matter what difficulties she faces, they will not drive her to despair.

For example, because she lacked experience in housework, she made a complete mess of her home. After trying to learn to cook for several days, she almost blew herself up in the kitchen—

—On her way home from school, she found a wild Kitagiri.

Saki Koizumi happened to be going to the hospital for a routine check-up. She had made an appointment with a doctor she knew the day before, and after school, she headed straight for the hospital.

Because of her naive personality, low emotional intelligence, and awkward speech, she is not very popular among her peers.

Children who live in the center of a crowd will not enjoy playing with a burden who is out of breath after taking only a few steps, while isolated children, with their delicate and sensitive personalities, are also intimidated by Saki Koizumi's personality.

Just as Karen Aijo described before, Saki Koizumi is a mysterious and cool person.

Such people rarely have close friends in middle school, but they are also not overly ostracized.

Koizumi Saki remembers her first meeting with Kita Kirihara very clearly.

It was late spring, and the weather was gradually getting hot. Half a month had passed since I started middle school, and I still hadn't made any friends who were willing to talk to me. My unreliable parents had gone on a sea voyage again.

Saki Koizumi walked slowly along the shortcut to the hospital, holding an umbrella all by herself.

Because the alley was full of sewage, Koizumi Saki didn't want her shoes to get dirty with mud and water, and she also hated the feeling of rainwater getting into her ankles and wetting her shoes and socks.

So she slowed down and focused on her feet.

With a very serious face, as if she were dealing with a major life event, Koizumi Saki held up a transparent umbrella and stared at her feet in the dim, rainy evening.

then……

She heard a faint sound.

The noise was actually very faint amidst the rain; it was almost drowned out by the sound of rain hitting the plastic bag in the trash can, and the sound of rain on the umbrella was also very close.

Fortunately, Saki Koizumi kept her eyes on the ground.

She saw streams of dark liquid flowing from the side of the alley, merging into the vortex at the sewer opening, and mixing with the sewage.

Is it red?

Saki Koizumi raised her head, following the direction of the dark water flow.

Then, out of curiosity, I moved closer.

She saw a pair of empty, red eyes.

Is it a child around the same age as me...?

The other person lay in the sewage and garbage heap, their hair soaked with rainwater and blood, then mixed with the dirty mud, sticking together in grayish-brown strands.

His body lay there limp like a broken doll, the horrific wounds with flesh turned inside out, already white from being soaked in rain, but blood was still flowing intermittently.

If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of her chest, Saki Koizumi might have really thought she was dead.

The transparent umbrella I bought from the convenience store fell to the ground with a thud.

Saki Koizumi eventually called the police, but not because of her own family situation, but because she "found a person of her age who was dying on the roadside."

She herself was frightened and got caught in the rain on her way to call the police, which caused her to have a high fever for two consecutive days and almost lost her life.

That's why, at the beginning, Saki Koizumi didn't have much contact with the child who almost died on the roadside.

Her formal meeting with that person actually took place in the hospital.

“Saki.” The doctor, who knew Saki Koizumi’s parents and had been in charge of Saki’s medical care, hesitated when Saki asked about the child he had taken in. “That child’s situation is a bit special. It’s not appropriate to visit him right now.”

Because the injuries on the child that Saki Koizumi picked up were so horrific, and there were obvious signs of human intervention... The police have now launched an investigation, but the child has not yet woken up, and many things have not been dealt with in a timely manner.

Saki Koizumi was quite disappointed: "Okay... then, when?"

If we're going to meet, we'll probably have to wait until the child wakes up.

"What if we just sit on the sidelines and watch?" Saki Koizumi asked.

Hmm... if it's not for too long, it's still okay.

"really?"

After all, Saki is a lucky child. Please share some of your overflowing good fortune with that child. Maybe she'll wake up.

"Okay!"

Saki Koizumi was very happy to get the result she wanted.

Then came her first formal meeting with Kita Kirihara.

She stood beside the hospital bed and saw the girl's face, so pale it looked like she was about to die.

very nice.

Her hair was soft, silvery-white, and her butterfly-wing-like eyelashes were also white. Her eyes were closed, so I couldn't see them, but I had glimpsed them before; they were red, a very rare color.

Looking at her from inside the alley, she seemed really fierce...

But lying here like this, there's an indescribable sense of fragility, giving people a very obedient impression.

She sleeps very peacefully, completely unlike me who always kicks off the covers.

Well……

It seemed that Koizumi Saki's gaze carried an undeniable warmth, causing the white-haired girl, who was unconscious, to tremble twice with her eyelashes.

Those dark red eyes struggled to focus, taking a full five seconds before they finally snapped out of their dazed state.

Kita Kirihara realized she was in an unfamiliar environment and instinctively tried to get up, but the pain all over her body prevented her from moving.

Unable to speak, my throat felt like it was being rubbed with sandpaper, burning with pain.

What am I doing...?

She was startled, and then she finally met the gaze of the girl standing by the bed.

The same sky-blue eyes she had seen before she completely lost consciousness.

159. Domestication of wolf pups

Kita Kirihara was taller than him.

She was a full head taller than him... but the other person said she was only half a year older than him.

In other words, will I grow to that height in another six months?

Great!

Kita Kirihara has a very strong temper.

She often looks fierce and rather scary, and she always remains silent when questioned by the police.

To be honest, the police officers' investigation was inexplicably halted halfway through.

Kita-giri is very mysterious.

A normal person wouldn't lie in a place covered in blood, right?

And she looks cool.

Kita Kirihara was also very stubborn.

The doctor said the anesthesia wouldn't be very effective for her, and she would wake up halfway through the surgery, but she didn't cry out in pain even once.

...What an extraordinary person he is.

After Kita Kirihara woke up, Koizumi Saki would always sit on a small stool by her bedside whenever she had time, earnestly acting as her bedside companion.