The Sound of a Long Skirt Dragging Along the Ground
The mushroom-haired little girl's heart gave a heavy thump.
A tremendous fear suddenly seized her.
The mushroom-haired little girl felt as if she couldn't breathe.
Mom, Mommy...
The mushroom-haired little girl opened her mouth. "...Mom..."
Her voice was very faint.
Her mother was far away on the street and naturally couldn't hear her.
The mushroom-haired little girl turned around.
She rushed out of the house.
She hadn't even had time to change out of her slippers.
The mushroom-haired little girl ran frantically down the stairs.
Mom, Mom, Mom...
The mushroom-haired little girl plunged into the rain.
"Mom!"
The mushroom-haired little girl screamed.
The pain in her chest nearly made her collapse forward.
Rain blurred her vision.
Almost relying on instinct to find her way, she ran...
The mushroom-haired little girl finally saw her mother.
She could recognize her mother from just the corner of her clothing.
She opened her mouth.
Rainwater got inside.
She tried desperately to scream.
Her throat hurt a little from choking on the rain.
Leaning forward beneath her umbrella to brace against the wind and rain, the woman kept her head down and pressed on.
Until a pair of...
bare feet came into view.
She froze.
Huh?
She thought she heard something.
The woman raised her umbrella.
The next moment...
"Anna!"
The woman screamed.
Her daughter...
Her daughter, who should have been safe at home...
was standing before her, barefoot, drenched from head to toe, and in a pitiful state.
The woman almost thought her eyes were playing tricks on her.
No...
How could her daughter be here?
The mushroom-haired little girl tried to force a smile.
But there was no time.
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