The mushroom-haired little girl lowered her head.
She explained herself in a tiny voice.
She really hadn't done it on purpose.
She had never acted up when her mom took her out before.
She had never shouted.
And she had never grabbed or tugged at her.
She had only ever hugged her mom tightly around the waist.
But this time...
The mushroom-haired little girl pressed her lips together.
The images in her mind were covered with droplets of water.
She couldn't make out what was happening.
A blurry, enormous shadow seemed both near and far...
As if it had noticed the little girl's gaze, the shadow looked over.
Its airy gaze still made the little girl's heart tremble with terror.
She couldn't help crying out.
The blockage in her throat finally cleared.
She screamed.
Without thinking, she tugged at her mom's clothes.
She had already forgotten she was sitting on the back of a bicycle.
It wasn't until a huge jolt beneath her woke her up.
Instinctively, she clutched her mom's clothes tightly.
She pressed herself against her mom's back.
She felt like she was about to be thrown off.
It seemed her heart would leap out of her throat at any moment.
She pressed her lips tightly together.
Mom!?
The mushroom-haired little girl's mind went blank.
So scary!
Mom!?
The mushroom-haired little girl went flying.
Every child dreamed of flying.
The mushroom-haired little girl had envied birds their wings, too.
Now that she was really flying...
The mushroom-haired little girl was instantly swallowed by a surge of fear.
Before her emotions could build any further, her mom caught her in her arms.
Tightly.
She could barely breathe.
The dizzying spin that followed made her head swim.
She felt awful.
At last, the world stopped