Kaya City
Night had fallen deep, and a tranquil curtain of darkness hung over the city. Only a few large cargo trucks traveled along the empty streets.
A convenience store by the roadside glowed with dim light, with customers still inside picking out goods.
Not far from the convenience store, at the edge of the broad road, a little boy was playing with a toy car in his hands.
After a while, the toy car slipped from his hand and shot straight across the road.
He hurried after it.
Bright headlights and piercing horn blasts lit up the road, while the sound of a cargo truck braking hard drew ever closer.
At that moment, a woman in a convenience store uniform walked out of the store and anxiously looked around.
Then she saw the little boy crossing the street and the cargo truck rushing toward him.
"No!!!!"
Amid the woman's shrill scream, a broad hand reached out from the roadside, grabbed the little boy by the back of his collar, lifted him up, and took a step back.
The little boy clearly had not yet reacted. His feet kicked a few times in midair as his eyes widened.
The speeding truck streaked past in front of the boy, leaving long skid marks before coming to a stop ahead.
The truck driver leaned out of the window, checked that the boy was unharmed, then started the vehicle again and drove away.
At that point, the woman in the convenience store uniform also rushed over. She quickly took the boy, tears in her eyes and a sobbing tremor in her voice. "Thank you, thank you. I just went to help a customer pack some things, and then he disappeared. Thank you, thank you."
"It's nothing. Just be more careful in the future."