I just looked at her and the doctor in turn; I was somewhere mixed between feeling shock and confused at what Winnter had said. There wasn't a slightest resemblance between the two of them, nor with Summer. The three of them looked so different from each other.
"Tha, thank you." Summer's voice was lying with her legs now intact again. It seemed that her father had helped to heal her.
Mirai accompanied Summer beside her while Winnter suddenly was asking me out. Their father was still in the living room, was talking to some of the servant in the house.
"I want to talk," Winnter said, looking very sad. "With dad too," She added, looking at her father. "There were lots of things we have to discuss concerning this matter." She said with a serious expression.
