t the word ‘mongrel’ is a misnomer, right?

“……pfft ha ha ha.”

The girl laughed out loud.

I was out of breath with embarrassment.
What? Did I say something wrong? Was my voice too low?

Anita’s face turned bright red.

“My……my father is not a mongrel.”

The children began to imitate her.

“My father is not a mongrel.”

“You have to make a more silly face to imitate her.”

“The mongrel also apologized with a stuttering voice.”

All Anita could do was lower her head to hide her face that was as red as an apple.

I’m embarrassed.

I want to run away to a place where there is no one else.

But her legs were frozen.
Even though her heart was beating like it was going to explode, her legs couldn’t move.

I am not a stutterer.

It’s just, it’s just……

‘It’s just because I was embarrassed, I was embarrassed.’

Tears welled up.

“Look at her! She is crying!”

Ha ha ha ha ha.

The girl, who was laughing excitedly, gently pushed Anita’s forehead with her two fingers.
She smiled brightly and innocently and warned Anita.

“If you understand, get out of here quickly.
If you pretend to know us from now on, you will die.
Well, if you are bored, you can play with the maids of the same level as you.”

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Several children who were surrounding her passed by, tapping her head and arms.

After rushing into the room, she was the only one standing in the aisle.


As the last boy pushed Anita, her body fell helplessly to the floor.


The door in front of Anita slowly closed.
There was a clear smirk on the pure white face seen through the gap.

“Farewell, mongrel.”


The door was closed.

The joyous laughter of the children drifted away.

Anita was left alone in the cool hallway with only silence.
Her shoved shoulders and her knees slammed to the floor tingled.

What hurt more than that was that she was terrified in front of the children who ridiculed her father and failed to refute properly.


It felt like the hot desert sand was pouring out of her chest and throat.

But she cannot sit for long because footsteps from the nearby stairs were heard.

She got up on fire and ran.

Anita kept running and running, and moved as far away from the room as she could.

Running in the spacious mansion, she was out of breath.

Thank God.
If I come this far, I won’t be caught by my father.

However, when my father’s face came to mind, my nose became runny again.

‘No, if I cry……my father can hear it……’

Biting her lip, she pushed the nearest door.
Unlike the other rooms which were warm, it was a cold room.

So she felt even sadder.

The tears that had welled up her eyes flowed down her cheeks.

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Anita squatted, leaning against the door, and buried her face in her lap.


I want to go home.

“Waah waah waah……”

As she recalled her warm house, the tears that had pooled at the tip of her eyelashes began to fall.


I really want to go home.

I miss my nanny, Mary, Berry, and……


At that time, Anita’s crying stopped.

Anita jumped up from her seat and looked around.

‘Someone just said noisy……’

Who? Are you a ghost?

Immediately after the goosebumps appeared on her forearm, the voice was heard again.

“Don’t cry in the library.
It’s disturbing.”


I looked around blankly.

I didn’t notice because I was crying, but the room I entered was not an ordinary room, but a spacious library.

There were many books neatly arranged on each bookshelf that were placed everywhere.
The books lined up along the ladder to just below the ceiling looked clean, with no dust.

Anita rolled her eyes wide open in admiration.

‘It is very spacious.’

I faced the source of the voice and asked with a regretful expression, “Th-Then, where can I cry?”

Then came a cold voice.

“Why should I care?”

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