"This kid has always been very unsociable, has anything happened before?"

The young homeroom teacher looked at the parents of the students in front of him with some concern, and at the same time pointed to the girl who was holding her hand.

The girl had short dark brown hair and looked away with a stubborn expression.

"I don't know what to do...... Obviously this kid is fine at home......"

The mother holding the child looked puzzled, then reached out and patted the girl on the head.

"Yuki, the teacher is talking."

“…… Zhilu said. ”

After hearing her mother's strange words, the girl reluctantly turned her head and looked at the young woman in front of her.

"Her grades have always been good, but she refuses to be with other children during group activities in the class, and this is not good. If there is any special reason, please be sure to notify me. ”

The head teacher looked at the girl and was a little helpless, but he still touched her head with his hand, and then raised his head and said this to his mother.

"Well, I know, I'll talk to her when I get home."

The mother said this, and the hand of the girl was pulled:

"Yuki, say goodbye to the teacher."

“…… See you again. ”

The girl bowed her head and said this in a pitifully small voice, but because it was relatively quiet in the office, she could hear it, and the mother looked at the teacher apologetically, and then walked out of the office with the child.

"Yuki."

And on the way home, she looked at her daughter very seriously:

"Why don't you play with other children?"

“…… I just don't want to, it's so naïve. ”

Yuki tried his best to speed up his steps to keep up with his mother's normal pace, and then answered the question like this, and obviously, it was not a satisfactory answer.

"Really...... They are all eight-year-old children, and they think others are naïve every day......"

The mother laughed, then slowed down her pace to make it easier for Yuki to catch up.

"It's different."

Yuki said so.

"Different? Where? ”

The mother looked at her suspiciously, and then asked.

“…… Words can't describe it. ”

Yuki shook her head, she really wanted to say that she was a human being in two lives, but how could she really say it.

"Really, the game of pretending to be a ghost isn't over yet......"

But it is obviously impossible for the mother to understand, and in her opinion, it is just that her daughter has made up a lie but is not capable of making it up.

Yuki lowered his head and did not refute.

"However, if Yuki really thinks that he is more mature than them, he shouldn't be like this."

But, instead of what she had imagined, she heard the answer that surprised her the most.

She still kept her head down, but her mother stopped, walked up to Yuki, and squatted down:

"Heads up, Yuki."

I don't know what Lumichi's mother asked her to make this move for, but Yuki still looked up obediently.

"Does Yuki think other children are naïve compared to you?"

Hearing such a question, Yuki nodded subconsciously.

"Aren't your teachers with your classmates?"

Another question, Mother asked.

Yuki shook his head.

"So, are your teachers naïve?"

Reaching out and combing aside Yuki's bangs, which were a little messy because she had been moving too fast before, her mother continued to ask.

“…… No. ”

Yuki, who finally understood what his mother wanted to say, did not dodge this intimate action that he didn't like very much before. Just let her mother fiddle with her hair.

"So, Yuki, who thinks he is also very mature, can't he be the same as the teacher?"

At the end of the day, the mother stared into Yuki's eyes.

"That is, let me learn to look at their behavior with an inclusive eye?"

Yuki didn't dodge his gaze this time.

"An inclusive vision...... Well, that's a good way to describe it. ”

The mother stood up after praising Yuki, and continued to walk forward.

"In fact, in the eyes of adults, children are cute no matter what they do, because they are still young, and there is still a chance to correct them no matter what."

"Whatever the kids do, it's cute......"

Yuki thought back to the behavior of the children in his class and pouted imperceptibly.

"Moreover, I always feel that Yuki is indeed more mature than other children, and it feels like she is already in the second grade of junior high school."

The mother continued to laugh, but the words made Yuki feel incomprehensible.

"What is the second grade of junior high school?"

She asked.

"I feel like Yuki is in the onset of the second year of middle school like those children in the second grade of junior high school."

The mother looked at Yuki's puzzled expression, and her smile became brighter.

"Medium...... Two...... Sickness. ”

Yuki opened his mouth and tried to pronounce this word that he had never heard before, and he felt that the word was so kind that he felt that he could already understand the meaning of it just by hearing it.

"I always feel different from others, and I believe that 'I must be special, I must be able to do it.'"

This is the explanation given by the mother.

Yuki felt like he probably understood.

She also had this kind of psychology in junior high school in her previous life, but then she was naturally hit to the bottom, and in retrospect in high school, she always disdained herself when she was there, but now, she has a new feeling.

She silently recited the words "middle two disease" in her heart, and suddenly looked forward to whether she would be able to see such interesting thoughts and interesting people when she entered junior high school again.

The mother also seemed to be recalled, and continued:

"People who are in the period of secondary two illness will always be the most confident people, and they look like their souls are glowing, although they will suffer some setbacks when the shell that wraps them is broken, but after walking over, this blow will only make people shine more."

"Is it to this extent?"

Yuki asked.

"I don't know what to say, isn't it up to the mature little Yuki to think about it himself?"

Mother touched Yuki's head and said.

"Don't add a 'small' when you're ripe......"

Yuki is very dissatisfied with this way of addressing.

"Because it's really small, even if I think I'm very mature."

Mother didn't mean to change in the slightest.

"'Feel' is superfluous......"

Yuki muttered quietly, but then he didn't find it convincing.

She thought about it carefully, and felt that she should always find something to prove herself, but at this time, she felt that her ability to use words was so lacking. After thinking about it repeatedly, she had to say as seriously as possible:

"I'll try to accommodate them."

After hearing this sentence by her mother, her eyes immediately widened, she let go of the hand that was on Yuki's head, leaned over and gave her a big hug:

"I'm sure you can do it, Yuki."

She was really relieved and really happy when she said this. Maybe she has been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

Yuki was also a little stunned, but after a while, she still hugged her mother's neck with her small hand, which was not enough to give people a hug, closed her eyes, and felt the warmth of this hug:

"Me too."

She promised.