Vermillion

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The young girl stared sadly at the shadow of a gradually smaller caravan.

"……… Lily."

A father leaning aside softly holds his hand.

"Come on, it's time to go home."

"……… yeah."

"Let's make it beef stew for lunch today. Right?"

The opposite hand is pulled by the mother and the girl slowly walks out.

From time to time I look back and look behind me, but in the midst of the mess, I can't possibly see the other caravan.

Again, with a face that did not float, the girl sighed small.

…………

The parents, to such a girl, look at each other in a worried manner.

"…… Lily. If you want something, don't hesitate to say it. My dad will buy you anything."

Around the corner of the boulevard shopping district, his father tried to speak brightly in an attempt to comfort his daughter.

What I want, they say, and the girl remembers fu.

Just before you get involved in the case. Nice, but not eye-catching, a little older boy gave me, an amber sweet thing--

"…… Hey, Dad."

The girl pulled the sleeve of her father's clothes.

"Hmm? What is it?

"You know, I--"

By the time I get crazy, I remember that flavor.

"- I want honey candy."