Are you really Shiina Mashiro's biological mother?
But since Shiina Mashiro's mom did not mind, Rita was relieved.
"It's about time, so... let's head in first!" After checking the time, Rita finally said goodbye to Shiina Mashiro's mom with Shiina Mashiro.
Since they had booked first class... Rita and Shiina Mashiro did not wait with the others, instead waiting for their flight in the VIP lounge.
After arriving, the two sat down. Only then did Rita look at the dressed-up Shiina Mashiro beside her. She wore a brand-new British style outfit, with white socks reaching her calves. Her pale golden, or perhaps light yellow, strands were like flowing grains of time's sand brushing past one's hand. That elegant pale gold was as delicate as gauze hanging from a European castle. Shiina Mashiro's skin was very fair—not the kind of fair complexion typical of Easterners, yet unlike the roughness of Western women's skin. Her translucent skin could be called white jade or milk without exaggeration.
Her phoenix eyes were somewhat narrow and long, carrying a faint air of maturity. They were quiet, serene, and pure, without the slightest trace of worldly dust.
"Shiro, did you do that on purpose just now?"
Rita stared at Shiina Mashiro and could not help rubbing her little nose. This little girl... had nearly gotten her into serious trouble.
"It was obviously Rita..."
Unhappily pushing Rita's hand away, Shiina Mashiro stared at her as though Rita was the one in the wrong.
"You..."
"Rita, do you want to read manga?"
Just as Rita was about to lecture her, Shiina Mashiro suddenly pulled out a manga book.
"Is that what I was talking to you about...?"
Shiina Mashiro's train of thought jumped too quickly for Rita to keep up.
"But... where did you get this manga