Fantasyland New Testament

"Zi, did you get this child?" The girl turned her head and looked into Zi's eyes. "No." Zi looked away. "In that case, leave this child to me." The girl seemed to suddenly decide something and grinned. "... Just do as you like." Zi tilted her head unbearably and drew a thin line in the sky. "It's obviously like this, but you... Are really a strong and heart-warming guy." "Little Dudu, he looks like a cute kid, so um... I'll call you..." The mountain wind ruffled the girl's hair, taking away something and leaving something behind. Only the silver bell-like laughter ringing in the stream was deeply engraved on the thing called memory.