"No! You can't eat that fruit!"
An argument had broken out in front of a fruit stall on North Street.
A generously endowed young woman stood there like a mother hen protecting her chicks, blocking two other girls—one older, one younger—behind her. In front of her, a vicious-looking stall owner glared at her fiercely, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
Seeing more and more spectators gathering around, Frost Snow, unwilling to cause trouble for the Administrator, anxiously tugged on Ya Ya's arm.
"Ya Ya, um... we won't buy it after all."
Watching Ya Ya and the fruit stall owner square off, Frost Night, hiding behind her sister, looked even more frightened as she spoke softly.
"You... don't fight."
She had merely been curious about what that green fruit tasted like and had pestered her sister to buy one for her to try. She had never expected it to cause such a commotion.
Thinking she might have caused trouble for her sister, she was so anxious she was nearly in tears.
"This isn't about whether you're buying it or not!"
Looking seriously at Frost Snow, Ya Ya crouched down and patted her little sister's head, soothing the child as she spoke gently.
"...Big sister isn't arguing. A bad guy is selling bad things in our settlement. Can we let them keep hurting other people?"
Frost Night blinked.
"A bad guy?"
"Mm."
Ya Ya nodded hard, then straightened up, turned around, grabbed a bright green fruit from the stall, and held it high. She swept her gaze over the surrounding crowd and shouted.
"Everyone, be careful! These fruits are poisonous! Don't eat them casually!"
As soon as the words fell, an uproar broke out around them.
"Poisonous?!"
"What's going on?!"
"Hiss... I think I saw someone buy one and eat