"Children, time to eat!" Elsa, who had finished preparing the meal, called loudly to the girls playing in the courtyard, a blue apron tied around her waist.
"Coming, Big Sister Elsa!" The girls hurriedly dropped their toys and raced toward the dining hall in a swarm.
"Go wash your little hands first."
The girls obediently ran over to the sinks one after another, formed a long, orderly line, and turned on the taps to wash their little hands amid cheerful chatter and laughter.
"Come on, let me see if those little hands are clean." Holding a serving spoon, Elsa winked at a girl who had finished washing and come over for food.
"They're clean, Big Sister! I was first today." The girl held out her soft, fair little hands, her bright eyes blinking as she looked at Elsa expectantly.
"Good girl! Such a well-behaved child. What would you like today?" Elsa affectionately pinched the girl's round cheeks.
"I want this, this, and this." With her little hand, the girl pointed to her favorite dishes among the row of food trays.
"All right, I'll serve you all of them. But don't waste any food once you're full, okay? Be a good girl who doesn't waste things."
"I knooow, Big Sister Elsa," the girl answered, drawing out the word. Then she carried her filled tray over to an empty seat, waving repeatedly to her close friends to show them where she was sitting.
"Big Sister Elsa is so childish. She uses that silly, singsong voice every time she talks to us. She doesn't have any of the maturity or composure an adult woman should have."
"Come on, Hina. Big Sister Elsa only talks to us like that because we're little."
"Hmph, I'm not like those little girls." Hibana turned her head away,