"Wawa~ Wawa~ Wa..."
Although it had decided not to meet the fawn that could see it, the Wángliǎng Ghost occasionally went to visit the deer herd.
Just a moment ago, it had gone to their habitat again.
But from far away, it sensed that something was wrong with the herd.
The deer stamped their hooves and called out one after another, full of anxiety and worry.
Infected by their emotions, it couldn't help growing tense too.
It cautiously approached the herd, trying to find out what had happened.
Drawing on its previous experience communicating with the fawn, piecing things together as best it could, and seeing how obvious the herd's distress was, it finally understood what had happened.
A newborn fawn had gone missing.
It had seen that fawn before, too.
The little thing reminded it of the first time it had seen the fawn who could see it.
Unfortunately, this newborn fawn couldn't see it.
It felt just a little regretful.
Now that it knew the fawn it had seen before was missing, it grew anxious too.
After all, its old friend, that very special fawn, was worried.
That fawn—no, it wasn't a fawn anymore.
Even from its perch on a branch, it could tell that the fawn who had once been shorter than it was now taller than several of it stacked together.
It felt a little indignant.
Why had the fawn grown so tall?
It had stayed the same height all this time.
It was so unfair.
The Wángliǎng Ghost didn't appear before its old friend.
It had promised Chiu Chiu that it wouldn't appear before the fawn who could see it again.
It was a monster who kept its word.
It turned and darted through the dense foliage, searching for the missing fawn.
But it