10 years ago.
"Wait, Sister! Why are you going so fast?" Dante panted a few times, doing his best to chase after his sister.
"I'm not fast. This is normal. You are just too slow." Melody harrumphed. "You should blame your father for naming you Dante. He likes music, so he named me Melody and you Dante from Adante, which is usually used to describe slow tempo."
Dante smiled wryly. "Hahaha. But I like this name. We should go slow when living in this world and take our time to enjoy the scenery around us."
Melody shook her head helplessly. "This positive kid."
"Hehehe."
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9 years ago.
"Sister. You don't have to worry about me. Now that our parents are gone, we have to rely on each other. I might not be able to help you much, but I will definitely not become your burden."
"You…" Melody didn't expect these words to come from an 8-year-old kid. She felt grateful.
