This happened on a sunny, clear day.
At the time, the little girls had been sent to a temporary residence, where Xiao was in charge of looking after them.
Xiao happened to be out that day.
"Let's put on a play!"
The great director Butterfly Spielberg stood with her hands on her hips, brimming with confidence.
It wasn't a question. It was an imperative.
"...Huh?"
The critic Evelynths Unhappy tilted her head toward her with an expression that said, "What's this idiot talking about now?"
"Has idiot Butterfly finally gone completely crazy?"
"Evelynth isn't! I'm being completely serious!"
"Seriously talking nonsense... Isn't that even worse?"
"D-don't worry about whether I'm crazy or not. Pay attention to the request itself!" Little Butterfly puffed out her cheeks slightly, a rosy flush appearing on them like a peach.
"Before that... could you get down? I've never heard of a director standing on the back of a sofa." Evelynths twirled her head full of silver curls and pointed out Little Butterfly's eccentricity with cutting precision.
"I-I just wanted to seem a little more imposing..."
Little Butterfly stuck out her tongue and hopped down from the back of the sofa—
Thump.
"Eeee, I slipped! That hurt! QAQ!"
"Yep, definitely an idiot..."
Though Evelynths had her sharp tongue out in full force, she immediately tossed aside her book and hurried over to check whether Little Butterfly was hurt.
As usual, the other little girls watched the two of them interact.
Meng Li suddenly spoke up.
"Evelynths-chan, you really care about Little Butterfly..."
"H-what!?"
Evelynths bristled.
"W-w-who cares about her?! If she got hurt, she'd definitely cry and make a fuss, and that would be so annoying! That's all! Hmph, meow!"
"Evelynths meows when she gets embarrassed..."
"When she's still half asleep, she puts 'meow' at the