The vampire queen, Miss Ye Yuan, has recently encountered something strange: a human child has appeared out of nowhere in her private garden.
The little imp, who knows not where he came from, has a peculiar way about him. The first thing he asks is whether she’s here to adopt a child.
What does he mean? What is he talking about? Do I look like someone who wants to be a mother?
“This is my garden. How did you get in?”
“But... this is an orphanage.”
Now I understand. He called me an orphan.
Perhaps she had been lonely for too long. Thinking that having a plaything around might add some fun, she decided to keep a pet.
But everything changed on Christmas Day.
The child ran into the garden with red eyes, and before he could say a word, he turned into transparent fragments.
She reached out to catch the glowing flecks drifting away, and the world changed.
She looked at the unfamiliar garden before her and the unfamiliar building marked “Orphanage.”
So this really is an orphanage.
Also known as:
“My Child Is Lost”
“Missing Child Notice”
“Running Around for My Child Again Today”
“I Raised My Child as My Son, but He Tricked Me into Bed”
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This work is dedicated to my lovely Mary Sue girls. If you don’t like it, don’t come in and step on the pitfalls.
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Theme: Regretting raising a child again today