Two years later.
Tianjin, China.
It was a peaceful city. Professor Ryuren was walking in a slow pace on the road. His hand was gripping on a tiny white hand.
Today was this tiny doll's birthday. So, her mother wanted to bake some cake for her. Professor Ryuren bought the ingredients with his lovely daughter.
The girl was wearing a pink frock and pink shoes. Her shiny hazel tree colored hair was brushed smoothly and was hanging on her shoulder.
When she was walking with her handsome father, many women were looking at them in dreamy and at the same time disappointed eyes.
While they were walking, little Lanie suddenly tucked her father's hand. Professor Ryuren thought that her legs must have been hurting after walking so long. Thus, he leaned down and took her in his arm.
When he started walking again, his tiny doll whispered in his ear, "Papa, someone is following us."
