"Good morning."

It was nearly 6:30 a.m., when I finished my washing, went to the living room, greeted my parents as usual, and sat down at the dining table. Breakfast was already on the table, a few slices of whole-wheat bread, an omelette, and a glass of warm, milky milk. The aroma of the food is very attractive.

To be honest, I prefer to have white porridge with pickles for breakfast, but that's not bad.

"Good morning, fold. It's Ori's birthday, do you have anything you want to eat? ”

As soon as he sat down, the mother who was sitting opposite opened his mouth first, and the father opened his mouth a little embarrassed. I guess I'm worried about what kind of birthday gift to give.

After all, I'm not a real child, and no matter how much I play it, I still can't reflect the attachment of normal children to toys. As a father, he must have been troubled by not knowing what I liked.

Sensing her father's embarrassment, her mother covered her mouth and snickered. The years have not left too many traces on her face, and she still has the gentle beauty of a girl.

"Well, I'll think about it."

Pretending to be thoughtful, I slowly spread a layer of salad dressing on the top of two slices of bread, and then sandwiched the fried egg into a simple sandwich. After doing this, I nodded: "Then taro balls and pan-fried beef patties." The gift is to blame the cat mask, you can go to scare the real village, yarn them. ”

Mamura and Saedu are children in the neighborhood who often play and frolic together along the ridges. There are many children of the same age in the township, each forming a small circle according to their place. And I belong to the circle of Mamura and Sa, with a status similar to that of the leader of the circle, equivalent to the role of the child king.

"You can't scare them all the time, be careful that they won't play with you in the future."

"Often? No, I've only done it twice. It's just that they are more timid, and they obviously have nothing to fear. ”

"Last time, Sa's mother complained to me and your mother, and I made a guarantee for you. If you want to have it again, you will apologize to the mother of the yarn yourself. ”

His father joined in the conversation, and although he said reproachful words, there was no majesty in his eyes. If you look closely, you can see that there is something strange in his eyes.

"So I didn't scare the yarn after that."

My heart sank, but I just shrugged my shoulders and sat down next to me, looking a little sleepy-eyed and quietly nodded: "Good morning, sister." ”

"Whew, fold...... Good morning. Hmm, let me lean in. ”

Sitting on the cushion, Jing leaned up as if she had been pulled out of a bone, resting her head on my shoulder, and rubbing the side of my face with her cheek, her smooth brown hair rubbing my nose a little. I'm used to her habits, and after a few bites of the humble sandwich in my hand, I reach out and touch her head, her eyes squinting and making a guttural sound like a cat's.

It seems that because of the low blood sugar, it is always difficult to get out of bed, and even after waking up, I don't have much energy, so I have to slow down for a few minutes before I start eating. At first, I leaned towards my mother, then somehow leaned towards me, and now it has gradually become a habit.

"Sometimes I don't know which of the two is bigger. It looks like a brother and sister. ”

The father smiled and shook his head, looking helpless. The mother looked at it with a smile, but her eyes were a little sluggish, and she was soon covered with a layer of mist. She didn't intend to affect my father's mood and our feelings, and such expressions were quickly overshadowed by a softer smile.

It was only for a few seconds, but her dark eyes did not escape my observation. It quickly dawned on me that she might have remembered her first child she had been disposed of.

A few minutes passed quickly, and I habitually patted Jing's forehead to wake her out of her stupor, and then pressed the glass full of juice to her lips. Jing squinted her eyes, bit the wall of the cup and drank most of the juice, and soon refreshed herself. After rubbing the side of my face again, she finally sat up straight and began to eat.

"By the way, speaking of the spring next year, I should also go to the moral education garden, aren't you looking forward to it?"

My father started talking, but I shook my head without much face. Speaking of the Moral Education Garden, I have to talk about the education system of Kamisu 66 Town, where I live. The education system of Kamisu 66 Town is based on training in the use of mana and is roughly divided into two stages.

The first stage can be called elementary education, and there are three elementary schools in Kamisu 66 Town: the Edukuen Garden in the Golden Village, the Wagui Garden in the Watermill Village, and the Yuai Garden in the Sato of Miharu. As the name suggests, this stage of education is also centered on character education, supplemented by literacy, mathematics and some behavioral education, to lay a good foundation for the future awakening of mana, so as to ensure that children with mana can have a qualified character.

The only representative of the second stage is the whole class, and it is the only high school in Kamisu 66 Town. Children who have awakened their mana will be trained in the whole class on how to better control mana until they graduate as adults.

Naturally, I don't have any special feelings about going to school, and the only thing I look forward to in the Moral Education Garden is probably to awaken the magic during school. In this way, I can't say that I don't have a sense of expectation at all.

"Eh, aren't you looking forward to it? My sister has always been looking forward to folding into the moral education garden. ”

Jing spread the salad dressing on the bread like I did, and after putting on the fried egg, her mouth bulged, and she made a muffled voice from her mouth: "Then we can go to school and walk together." ”

"Quiet, don't talk when you have food in your mouth. Really, I didn't listen to what I said a few times, and I was careful that no one would want it in the future. ”

My mother put away the empty plate in front of me and tapped her hand on Jing's head.

"Fold will want me."

Swallowing the food in her mouth with milk, Jing stuck out her tongue at her mother.

After breakfast, Jing went back to her room and changed into her school uniform. The uniform top is in the style of a collared shirt with a double-breasted button in the middle and a bow tied with a red ribbon on the chest. The bottom is a pale pink over-the-knee pleated skirt, revealing a white calf. It doesn't look exposed, but it just rightly outlines the girl's unique youth and cuteness.

"I'm leaving."

Jing changed into soft cloth boots in the hallway, put her hand on her chest and gently waved it at me twice, then opened the door and ran out.

"Bento, I forgot to bring it."

After I shouted, Jing trotted open the door again, embarrassedly stuck out her little tongue to take the blue and white lunch box from my hand, and ran out again.

Soon, my father also went out with the same color, but with a larger bento box. He is a staff member of the Golden Township Experimental Farm of Miaofa Farm, responsible for the management of experimental fields and experimental seeds, which is not tiring, but very time-consuming and energy-consuming work, so the daily food is quite large. However, although he ate a lot, his figure was still as thin as ever.

My mother, who also had a job in the library, left home after preparing Chinese food for me. Her work was much more leisurely than that of her father, and she was allowed to work with her children, and she always took me to the library until I was three years old, and she would read to me while sorting out the books herself.

It wasn't until she thought I was an obedient and precocious child that I was gradually left alone at home.

When both parents were gone, I took a deep breath that was so strong in my lungs that I couldn't exhale. I thought that my face must have been extremely ugly at this time, maybe as gloomy as the sky when it rained.

After going up the stairs from the entrance to the second floor, and returning to my room, I tore off a notebook with only a few pages on the table, and poured water on the torn white paper. Soon, what appeared to be a blank sheet of paper revealed some handwriting, all of which were the names of the people.

Rokuchisa, Hashimoto Mamura, Hasegawa Mika, Tsuyoshi Wada, Rito Yokoyama......

Crumpling the soaked paper into a ball, I slowly closed my eyes and muttered in a voice that only I could hear, "Sure enough, another one disappeared." ”

I smiled helplessly, I have to say that my father is really not a person who can hide his emotions, just a simple mention of the topic related to friends made me sense the problem in his eyes. Yesterday or the night before yesterday, the members of the Board of Education must have gone door-to-door to visit the family that was close to the child.

Obviously, I, the guy who was the leader of the circle, was also visited. It's just that what they didn't expect was that I would record the names of the people around me with blue sails and put them in the most conspicuous place. He even wrote a daily report of his actions, which he would bury in a box under a big tree in the backyard of the house every few days.

"It's a terrible feeling."

After getting the name of the disappeared child, the psychological suggestion that was planted was easily shattered, and the memories of the child were churning in the mind. Eventually, I could only exhale the pent-up depression in my lungs, as if I was sighing in a low voice. That's the only thing I can do.

May you rest in peace and go to a better world in the next life.

This sixth birthday was really bad.

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