Yuugiri was hungry.
It had been two days since she had left the orphanage with all the other kids and the nice lady.
She hadn’t wanted to stay, too afraid she would hurt someone, like at the place she had been before. But she didn’t know where else to go, and she was hungry.
Delicious scents of sugar and fried treats startled her to a stop in the middle of the street.
There was a portico to the side, and beyond it, she could glimpse booths with games and food, colors, puppets and balloons.
Children ran in the alleys, laughed, begged their smiling parents for ice cream.
She stepped forward, as if hypnotized by the sight.
“Ah,” a woman in a booth nearby tried to call to her, “wait sweetie, you need a ticket…”
She cut herself off as the portico lit up a deep red and produced a loud, angry buzz.
Yuugiri jumped and cringed. The door to the attraction park stayed closed before her. People were staring at her and backing away with anxious whispers.
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