"Yours?"
The burly boy reached out his hand.
It seemed he was going to return the hat to the little girl.
The little girl's face lit up at the sight.
She lowered her guard against the strangers.
She hurried forward a few steps.
The closer she got, the more deeply she felt the oppressive presence brought by their height.
Her steps slowed.
The two big brothers had left.
Huh!?
A trace of paleness showed through.
A very dreamy yet crude-looking hat.
It even carried an echo.
As if they were playing catch.
"Too bad you don't have any carrots."
Big Boy took a deep breath.
"Does he eat grass?"
You couldn't bear to part with your hat...
"Tsk."
Big Boy clenched his hands.
"They're really all white."
Big Boy knew the hat had fallen down.
And the grandmothers, aunties, and older sisters along the road...
Big Boy's tears welled up in his eyes.
In his parents' arms, soothed by their gentle words, Big Boy cried hard.
The other person's voice sounded as though it were separated by a layer of membrane.
The burly girl curled her lips.
After discovering that only she had to wear a hat every time she went out...
"Hey, it's over here with you."
"Here."
The two girls tossed the hat back and forth.
"Hehe, the hat's with you again."
To be honest, the two girls' departure made Big Boy breathe a huge sigh of relief.
Your heart was beating very fast.
Yet every time you walked a few steps, you turned around and came back.
The color had drained from her lips.
Ah!
The hat!
"The hat flew over there."
It had originally been...
You were very surprised.
Big Boy pouted.
Big Boy bit down hard on