Little Fox was beautiful.
It liked cake.
I wonder if Little Fox got to eat a piece of cake?
He suddenly felt a little regret...
He should have worked up the courage to buy Little Fox a piece of cake.
What a pity...
What was missed was missed.
He probably wouldn't see that Little Fox again.
So many years had passed that he'd nearly forgotten the Little Fox from that year.
Who would have thought...
Life really was full of surprises.
After all these years, he had seen Little Fox again.
And because of Little Fox, he had met someone whose situation was much like his own... someone of the same kind.
They were much alike, they said.
And yet they were so utterly different.
The boy's expression, which had brightened a little as he remembered his first encounter with Little Fox, darkened again.
"...How strange."
The boy spoke up.
"Hey."
He looked earnestly at Xiao Xiao.
"Why aren't you like me?"
His fixation on this question, which had been gnawing at him, made the boy much bolder.
He didn't like asking people questions.
But he wanted to know the answer to this one.
He was so eager to know, so consumed by it...
His breathing grew involuntarily quick.
"Not alike?"
Xiao Xiao wasn't sure he understood what the boy meant.
"How are we not alike?"
The boy seemed to be in a strange state of mind.
Xiao Xiao furrowed his brow slightly.
"You..."
The boy clenched his fingers. "You can see Fei Fei... You can see them..."
"Why..."
"Why aren't you affected at all?"
"Have people never misunderstood you?"
"...Have you never been harassed?"
"Have people never failed to understand you?"
"Aren't you afraid?"
"Aren't you worried people will discover there's something unusual about you?"