Chapter 9: The Thought

I SADLY looked at Yena that was quietly playing with a doll that I gave to her. I just saw that doll on my old stuff, so I decided to give it to her. I feel sorry for her because I know he misses her parents, just like I do. She’s been here two days and I know the feeling of being away from her parents even for just a short time.

"Look, Sister Syrie the doll is so sexy," Yena said happily to me.

I smiled. "It's like you, isn't it? You're sexy and beautiful" I said to her.

"No, Sister Syrie, it looks like you. The sexy and the beautiful one."

I fluttered at Yena's compliment to me. "Yena, do you have a brother or sister?" Maybe if those two werewolves I saw in the forest weren't the parents of Yena, they might have been her brother and sister.

The child nodded while smiling. She's so cute. "My big sister's name is Rossa," she said. "She's just as sexy as you," he added happi