Anime, infinite dimension starting from Mahou no Yakumo

"Stop...give me the bread!"

The girl realized her shortcomings.

He tried to put on a fierce look, pointed the sharp tip of his knife at Yotsuba Mahiro, and bared his two fangs, attempting to intimidate her in this way.

But her gaze was filled with longing, fixed on the half-eaten black bread in Mahiro's hand, covered in teeth marks.

Can't help it.

My throat was already dry and parched.

He swallowed hard.

To be honest, the atmosphere at the scene was very strange, even dramatically bizarre and ridiculous.

However, the next second, to the girl's astonishment, Yotsuba Mahiro's figure suddenly disappeared.

"Eh?"

The girl didn't react immediately; she only felt her hand go empty, then her vision flipped, and then—

Boom! There was a sound.

Her posture changed to looking up at the sky.

The towering walls on both sides that came into view were like the barriers of a dark and deep abyss, and she was sinking into the abyss, looking up at the sky.

At the same time, that familiar face reappeared in my field of vision; it was the very person who had just disappeared from my sight.

And then, belatedly, she felt a sharp pain in her back.

Only then did she realize that she had been knocked down by this man.

What will happen to me next?

Will I get beaten up?

Will I still be killed?

The girl didn't know, but fear was gradually creeping into her eyes.

Seeing the other person squat down, his fair and handsome face, like that of an aristocrat, getting closer, she instinctively closed her eyes tightly, as if only in this way could she make the beating that was about to happen less painful.

Until a calm question reached my ears.

"Are you hungry?"

Upon hearing the question, the girl's body trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes to gaze at him.

"Are you hungry?" Mahiro asked again.

This time, the girl finally responded and nodded gently.

"Give."

Mahiro tore off the top layer of bread that he had bitten off and handed the rest of the bread to the girl. The girl did not take it immediately, but quickly got up and watched Mahiro warily from a distance.

A look of bewilderment and confusion flashed in his eyes.

She seemed never to have imagined that she would get the food so easily.

Besides, what does it matter if you just tripped and fell down?

But hunger prevented the girl from thinking any further...

step.

Two steps.

He moved his feet carefully, slowly reaching out to grab the bread as if testing the waters, approaching Yotsuba Mahiro little by little with extreme caution.

After grabbing the bread, it quickly fled back into the depths of the alley.

I stepped into a muddy puddle and huddled in a secluded corner of the alley.

Like a wary cat... no, describing a girl as a cat would be more accurate, wouldn't it?

Under Makoto's watchful gaze, he first tasted it in small sips, and after confirming that there was no problem, he immediately began to swallow it in large gulps.

Seeing the girl wolfing down her food, Mahiro didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

It's one thing that he would help the girl.

However, this does not mean he would condone the girl's robbery; at the very least, he would impose some punishment.

After a while, the girl finished eating the bread in her hand.

She looked at Mahiro again, or more accurately, stared with her pink pupils at the piece of bread crumbs with bite marks that Mahiro had just torn off.

Only at this time.

When she sees food, a hint of longing only appears in her eyes, in addition to fear.

"Could...could...you...give it to me...?"

Perhaps it was Shinji's act of giving her food that made the girl feel a little favor towards him.

Even unconsciously, there's a hint of ingratiation and pleading.

The emaciated body rose from the corner, its bare feet treading through mud and sand, and staggered toward Makoto.

He wanted to grab the breadcrumb from Mahiro's hand.

However, before she could even grab it, the torn-off piece of bread disappeared right before her eyes.

Mahiro held up the bread and looked at the girl, saying:

"Giving you the bread is fine, but first answer me a question: what's your name?"

"....name....?"

The girl's expression revealed a hint of confusion.

The word "name" was both unfamiliar and familiar to her.

It's been so long since anyone has mentioned her or called her name.

Perhaps there will never be another one after my mother passed away?

But since she was promised food in return, she naturally began to try her best to recall and go through her memories, working so hard that her delicate brows furrowed slightly.

Finally, she remembered her name.

“I remember my name is…Mine.”

Chapter 114 Sowing a Seed of Kindness, Reaping a Maid (5K)

"???"

No, did I hear that right?

What did she say her name was?

Mine? The Mine from the night raid?!

Now that you mention it, it does resemble the pink-haired girl with pigtails in my memory, but the difference is too great, isn't it?

"Are you mixed race?"

He was preparing to make a final confirmation.

But the girl let out a small gasp and took two steps back, her eyes once again filled with fear.

But seeing that he didn't seem hostile, and looking at the small piece of breadcrumbs in his hand, he nodded slightly.

"Um...can I have that piece of bread?"

The girl asked another question timidly.

To be honest, the girl in front of me who calls herself Mine is really hard to connect with the pink-haired tsundere from the original work.

Thinking this, he ignored the girl's pitiful, pleading gaze and, under her pitiful stare, threw the torn piece of bread into his mouth.

Then, without looking back, he left the alley, leaving the girl with a receding figure.

"....Why?"

The girl was stunned.

The eyes that had just begun to light up returned to their lifeless and dim state.

The outstretched hand fell limply to the ground.

She didn't cry because of this; rather, she had gotten used to it and considered the other person's behavior to be quite good.

It's clearly not my fault, but just because I have Western blood, just because I'm mixed-race, I have to suffer endless bullying...

why?

"Mom... what did Mine do wrong...?"

"Mother...."

"Why is this happening..."

Perhaps it was because, apart from her mother, she had met the first man in her life who had shown her kindness, which inadvertently lowered her guard.

Mine could no longer hold back her tears. She slowly squatted down, curled up on the dirty ground, and cried quietly.

Maybe it would be better to just die like this, then I would never have to endure the bullying of others again.

For no reason at all, the girl couldn't help but have this thought.

She didn't know how long she had been crying when suddenly footsteps came from not far away, getting closer and closer until they reached her.

At the same time, a warm and strong hand pulled her up.

Mine involuntarily looked up and saw that it was that older brother again, and he was carrying a new bag of bread.

You can even see wisps of steam rising from it, and the aroma of bread fills the alleyway.

"Here, let's eat."

"I didn't give you that piece before because I ate it, and it wasn't very clean."

As he spoke, Mahiro took a piece of bread out of the bag and stuffed it into the girl's hand.

"This is fresh out of the oven, it's still hot."

real....

Holding the panel in her hands, Mine could clearly feel the warmth emanating from her palms, which warmed her heart as well.

The rich aroma of wheat lingered around my nose.

“It smells so good…”

She couldn't help but mutter to herself, and her stomach started rumbling involuntarily.

But she was hesitant to eat it, and even more hesitant to believe it.

So she looked up and asked Mahiro again, "Can...I really do it?"

"Hmm, eat quickly, it'll get hard if it gets cold."

With Makoto's permission, Mine couldn't resist any longer and took a bite of a piece of bread.

Instantly, the soft texture, along with the rich aroma of the food and a warmth that wasn't too hot to burn, spread throughout the mouth.

As Mine ate, she couldn't help but shed tears.

"So delicious...it's really so delicious..."

She hadn't eaten such delicious food in ages. It was just an ordinary bread, but she tasted her mother's cooking in it.

"Mother...."

Tears gradually blurred the girl's vision, and in her daze, she seemed to see her mother right in front of her, smiling at her.

Meanwhile, Mahiro also took out a piece of bread and started tasting it.

To be fair, freshly baked bread does taste better than cold bread, but the imperfections still can't be hidden.

This is his most honest evaluation of the bread.

Perhaps when I have some free time, I could even compile a guide to otherworldly cuisine?