Reborn: Let’s Have a Proper Talk

In a quiet little courtyard, a young girl sat in a bamboo-backed chair. She stared wide-eyed at a peach tree in the yard, chin in her hands, lost in thought. Her childlike face was full of worries far beyond her years. “Ugh... Why am I back now? Couldn’t it have been two years later? At this age, I have to go to kindergarten, right? Oh no... I don’t want to spend time with a bunch of little brats.” “Baby, what are you muttering about? What’s so special about that tree that you’ve been staring at it for so long?” An elderly woman’s voice sounded behind her, followed by the rustle of someone lifting the bamboo curtain. ...