Look?
The short-haired girl and the ponytailed girl walked over to the child.
What are you looking at?
They tilted their heads up like the child had.
A branch stretched out over the wall.
The leaves on the branch were thick and dense.
A deep green.
What's so special about this?
The ponytailed girl was puzzled.
They weren't even flowers.
If they were pretty flowers, they would definitely be much more pleasing to look at.
These leaves...
What was there to see?
"Ah."
The short-haired girl seemed to have noticed something.
"That's..."
The short-haired girl narrowed her eyes.
"An orange?"
"An orange?"
The ponytailed girl froze.
"Where's an orange?"
"Over there."
The short-haired girl confirmed it.
It really was an orange.
"Look."
"A green orange."
"Between the leaves."
The ponytailed girl narrowed her eyes.
A while later, "Ah."
The ponytailed girl opened her eyes wide.
"I see it."
"It really is an orange."
"This is an orange tree?"
"But a green orange..."
The ponytailed girl's face scrunched up. "It looks so sour."
Just imagining it made the ponytailed girl's cheeks ache.
"Yaya."
The short-haired girl looked at the child. "Are these oranges what you wanted us to see?"
The child nodded.
The oranges were what she had come to see.
She had been worried that after all these days, the oranges on the tree might be gone.
Maybe someone had picked them all.
Maybe...
The big leopard had eaten them all.
Yes.
The child had thought of one way to verify that the big leopard really existed...
It was by relying on these oranges.
That day, she had personally seen the big leopard eat an orange.
So if she had thought of this in time that day and kept her eyes