"Wow, Sis, look, it's a foreign country! A foreign country!!"
The black-haired girl grinned as she looked all around the airport arrivals hall, shouting nonstop. Watching her younger sister, Airi smiled as well.
"It is a foreign country, after all... But aren't you a little too energetic? Aren't you tired after the flight?"
"Not at all! I'm full of energy right now! Ah, Sis, there's a vendor over there! It looks delicious! I'm going to buy some!! Biscotti! Give me biscotti! I want four! Quattro!!"
Honestly...
Seeing her sister so lively, Airi shook her head. Then she looked over the airport before her and could not help sighing.
Twelve years had passed in the blink of an eye since she came to this world.
According to the arrangement of fate, Airi had been born into a family that looked anything but ordinary. Her father was an archaeologist who ran around digging up graves every day, while her mother was a researcher... Well, that background obviously did not belong to normal people.
To be honest, Airi's birth had caused quite a stir in the family. White hair and red eyes did not look like normal inherited traits no matter how one looked at them; they were more like some kind of mutation or curse. Furthermore, as Airi grew up, she gradually encountered all the things that white-haired heroines from games and anime tended to encounter. Her white hair and red eyes were simply too unusual, so she had been ostracized since childhood.
Of course, if this were a normal anime setup, the heroine should have lived alone in loneliness until one day a boy opened her tightly shut heart. But Airi had seen too much and been through too much already. It was better if nobody paid attention to her, since