Oh I'm sorry. I was a bit busy with- Daisuke!?"
She quickly knelt down beside the boy and placed her finger on the pulse point of his neck. She heaved a heavy sigh of relief as he was only unconscious, drifting in and out of his state of being. Lifing him up in her arms, just as a prince would do for a princess, she walked into the clinic and placed him gently on the bed. The feat was not surprising for he was unusually light for a boy due to malnutrition, which she was aware of.
Standing in the rain, with his eyes fixated on the ground, his clothes soaked with drip-drops of the middleweight storm, and his purple hair falling before his downcast eyes, a boy of not less than seven years old held onto his older sister with shaky hands.
'You cannot even begin to understand the burden he is carrying alone, and even if you did, you won't be able to accomplish what he has set out to do. So please, I ask of you, bear with us for a while.'
"Ugh, I hate this!"
