Child's Dad fell silent.
Yes.
Child's Mom was right.
As bystanders, they felt the shadow was nothing but nonsense.
An imaginary thing that did not exist.
But for the child who was in the middle of it...
If they had not told her themselves, she probably would never have known...
Nor would she have suspected...
That what she saw was an illusion created by herself.
"Come to think of it..."
Child's Dad was puzzled.
"Why does this child see hallucinations specifically on rainy days?"
"Yes."
Child's Mom was also baffled.
They had actually had this question from the very beginning.
After learning that the child saw the shadow every time it rained...
After learning that the child only saw the shadow on rainy days...
Why rainy days?
Could it be...
That the child had encountered something on a rainy day...
Which had become the trigger for her hallucinations.
Or perhaps the opportunity?
But they had never heard the child mention anything like that.
Had the child simply not told them...
Or had nothing like that ever happened?
"We'll ask Anna when we eat later."
Child's Dad did not dwell on it.
The answer to this question would be easy to obtain.
Since that was the case, why let the question go?
"Okay."
Child's Mom nodded.
At the dinner table, the mushroom-headed little girl could not be said to have much of an appetite.
Today had been quite an eventful day for her.
She actually felt hungry.
But after eating a few bites, she felt full again.
She was a little irritated.
At herself.
She actually wanted to eat more.
Because all the dishes tonight were things she liked.
"Anna."
Child's Mom spoke.
The mushroom-headed little girl immediately looked at her mother.