When I was born. I was born in the family of mediocrity. Family without status and live a free life on the edge of the city.
Together with my beloved father and mother. I'm very happy. Even I never think of myself as the most luckiest person in this world.
"Mom!"
"Yes, Darling?"
I sat in her lap, "I am the true daughter of father and mother, isn't it?"
"...Of course. Why do you think like that?"
"Then why my eyes are different from mom and dad?"
I'm the same as all the other elves. But the other side there is a feature that makes me different from the other. That is my eyes, why did only my eyes have the shape of the leaves in it?
You know what she replied?
Yes, she's a little to hide his grief. She hugged me tightly and stroked my hair.
"Because our daughter is a guardian elf, Belle.
"Guardian?"
