"Are you okay?"
The little girl thought she was hearing things.
But the next second, when she looked up, she froze.
A pair of gentle, smiling eyes entered her field of vision.
All her emotions seemed to seize up for a moment.
She had been rescued.
Against all expectations... just when she thought she would never see her mother again...
Huh?
The child blinked.
A hint of confusion appeared on her face.
"What's wrong, sweetheart?"
Noticing the change in the child's expression, the woman asked in puzzlement.
"I..."
The little girl tilted her head, her fine brows knitting tightly together.
"The big brother is a Great Hero!"
The girl's sudden shout startled both the woman and the old man.
It was probably the loudest thing they had heard the injured child say.
"W-what?"
The woman put a hand on the child's shoulder.
"Don't move around."
"Be careful of your injuries."
"What Great Hero?"
The old man leaned toward the hospital bed.
Curiosity and confusion showed on his face.
How had they suddenly gotten onto the subject of a Great Hero?
The little girl's face was alight with excitement.
The blush that had faded from her pale cheeks over time had returned.
Her big eyes sparkled brightly.
"The big brother can fly!" the girl exclaimed.
Her excitement had given her a remarkable boost, both in confidence and in how smoothly she spoke.
Huh?
The woman and the old man were even more confused.
"The big brother can fly?"
The woman didn't rush to deny it or scold the child for talking nonsense.
She knew that, in a child's eyes, the world was tinged with fairy-tale magic.
Things that seemed ordinary to adults might look entirely different through a child's innocent