“Who are you?”
I asked a little girl in the mirror, but she didn't answer.
Well... I think that kid is me
“By any chance… did I get plastic surgery? I got into a really bad car accident… so my face was a mess!!”
But my orange-tinged carrot-red hair, now a vibrant red, flickered as if to remind me of reality, and my height and body shape had changed from before.
As if I were in someone else's body...
I was staring blankly in the mirror for a while when the door to my room opened and a little boy came in.
The child in the mirror looked like me and looked like a child of about 7 or 8 years old.
Her brown hair was tied up cutely in pigtails, and judging by the flower, she must have been a child. Although she was thin, the freckles on her cheeks made her look lively.
“Yoona!”
The child saw me and hugged me tightly, crying.
“You didn’t wake up for a few days… I was so scared that you would do bad things like the other kids… Yuna…”
I thought he must have been so sick that he couldn't get up for days. Seeing him use the expression "other kids," it seems like a plague is spreading...
“Did the director hit you a lot?”
But contrary to my expectations, something even more terrible happened.
"W...blind man...?''
“Yes! Our orphanage director!”
Orphanage... I guess this is an orphanage.
Seeing that the expression "hit" is used, the meaning of the expression "child abuse has occurred and the child will be as bad as other children" must mean that this child abuse has gone too far.
"...I'm sorry, I don't remember anything."
When the child heard that, he hugged me warmly and cried. He started sobbing, saying, "It's okay. It's okay." I patted the child's back.
...
"The weather is so damn nice"
I muttered, looking up at the sky. It was the kind of weather I wanted to run away from. That was today.
I've adapted surprisingly well so far. It's like I've really become a child named 'Yoon'.
It may be that my personality is similar to that of the child named Yoon, but it's all thanks to Jiyu who helped me adapt to the news that I lost my memory.
Ah, Jiyu is the kid with the pigtails at that time, and she is one year older than me.
This is the Cassilenia Empire. And this orphanage is run by a family called Dren.
“Hurry up and work! If you don’t work today, you won’t have food!!”
Won-guk, the director's right-hand man and the most influential person in our orphanage, said.
'Without losing a single thing'
It was quite funny to see him acting like that. What can I do? If I talk back, I'll definitely starve to death.
“Hey! Yoon over there!!”
"uh?"
I turned my head at the sound of someone calling me.
"N...you come here for a moment"
He's been so kind to me lately, and I think he's going to let me do the cleaning this time too.
Since I was feeling tired, I quickly followed him.
“What do you want to say?”
He cleared his throat and said.
"I will give you the honor of dating me."
What? What did you just say?
I stood there frozen with a dumbfounded expression and said nothing.
“You’re good too, aren’t you?”
“I don’t like it!! I say no!!!”
When he grabbed my hand tightly, I pushed him away and ran back inside.
“That crazy b*tch!! Hey!!! Aren’t you standing there??”
He must have twisted his leg while falling, because he couldn't get up from that spot.
'Crazy, crazy'
As I came inside, the kids stared at me. Then some of them started cleaning again.
“Yoona... are you okay?”
Children who were close to me... no, who were cold to this child named Yoon, came to me one by one and asked if I was okay.
“Did he do something wrong again?”
“Did you hack it?”
I said with a forced smile
“It’s okay! Don’t worry!! We have to clean up quickly!!”
Today is the director's day. That's why I'm busy...
“I’m almost done cleaning, and I think I should go sell some flowers. Do you want to go outside and get some fresh air?”
I nodded and went outside with the flower basket.
...
"Buy flowers! Flowers!"
But no one listened to me. After all, it was the festival season.
In this life, I lived in a world completely different from South Korea. I've gotten used to it, but I still haven't gotten used to the feeling of missing it.
I don't miss my family or friends. I'm an orphan with no family or friends... I just miss my phone, TV, and other electronic devices, and Korean food.
‘Is business going to be bad today too?’
I closed up shop and sat down on the roadside. My legs hurt and I didn't want to go back to the orphanage.
At that moment, someone spoke to me.
“How much is that?”
When I looked up, a child who looked younger than me was pointing at the rose next to me and asking.
"A Fairy Tale"
The boy handed me a gold coin and said
"this?"
"G... That's too much money!! I can't give you change."
I don't have change right now, and since one gold coin is worth 100 silver coins and one silver coin is worth 100 copper coins, I couldn't give you change for that. One gold coin was worth 10,000 copper coins.
“Too big?”
The child tilted his head and said
"I don't have a fairy tale."
I looked at the child again with a dumbfounded expression.
His cute appearance, his hair as bright as a blazing crimson flower, and his slightly rude way of speaking gave him the impression of a prickly nobleman. A noble child. He seemed exactly like that child.
"I'm sorry, but I can't give you these flowers."
I was the first customer today, but I couldn't help it. I couldn't give you that much money.
"Then just wait a minute."
After saying those words, the child ran away somewhere.
"He's gone"
I just stared blankly at where the child had gone.