The boy with black-rimmed glasses looked again at the boy holding Little White Fox.
"You..."
What was that last question?
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"Do you have any more questions?"
Huh?
The boy with black-rimmed glasses froze.
Did he have any more questions?
How had this turned into the other boy asking him questions?
But...
"You said there'd be one last question..."
He'd been curious what this boy was going to ask him.
He'd even found himself eagerly waiting for the question.
And yet...
The boy had tossed the question back to him?
"I don't have any questions."
Xiao Xiao shook his head.
He'd only meant to give the boy with black-rimmed glasses some extra time to clear up his doubts.
"If you don't have any questions either, then you can go."
"Your friend is waiting for you."
The boy with black-rimmed glasses froze.
Then he realized what was going on.
"Wait!"
He called out.
Then he smiled sheepishly. "Sorry."
His voice had been too loud.
Xiao Xiao's lips curved slightly. "What's your question?"
The boy with black-rimmed glasses watched the leopard for a while, then turned to look at the boy holding Little White Fox.
"Can you..."
"Understand what it's saying?"
Only then did the boy with black-rimmed glasses realize he hadn't asked this question.
He hadn't understood a word the leopard had said.
Yet this boy had told him a complete story...
A story that sounded like a fairy tale, at that.
"You don't believe me?"
Xiao Xiao raised an eyebrow.
"No, that's not it."
The boy with black-rimmed glasses denied it instinctively.
He was worried he might offend the boy in front of him.
"I, I just..."
A thought suddenly struck the boy with black-rimmed glasses. "I'm so surprised!"
That