Bear-san, Hears From Mia
“Can I ask you one thing before we get to the story?” (Yuna)
“What?” (Mia)
I asked what was bothering me.
“You have sisters, right?” (Yuna)
“Yeah, I have two cute little sisters.” (Mia)
“And you don’t have parents, right?” (Yuna)
“They’re missing.” (Mia)
“Then your sisters…” (Yuna) 𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎ｌ.𝚘ｒｇ
It reminded me of myself back in my former world.
I remember my parents just playing around, rarely coming home, and always leaving me alone at home.
It allowed me to do most things on my own. But at the same time, I became a hikikomori gamer.
“Ah, about that. My sisters are fine, Grandma is taking care of them.” (Mia)
I am relieved to hear that.
It seems that they won’t be lonely waiting for their sister, Mia, to come home.
I was worried about the food, but the situation seemed fine.
“But we’re not that rich, and my parents are probably already dead somewhere. So I have to do my best for my sisters.” (Mia)
“Mia-oneechan, aren’t you lonely because you can’t see your mom and dad?” (Fina)
Fina asked a bit thoughtfully.
Perhaps she’s overlapping with her old self.
Fina didn’t have a father either.
“They haven’t been around since I was little, so it was my grandma who raised me up. She is getting old, and I want to get rich and let her live comfortably.” (Mia)
I thought she was just a silly girl, but she was kind.
“So I need money for that!” (Mia)
Mia raised her fist that was holding bread.
And when she lowered it, she started eating the bread.
“So how did Carol end up with Mia?” (Yuna)
“Carol was kind enough to follow me.” (Mia)
“That’s wrong. Mia-chan always protects me from the jerks. That’s why I want to help her in return.” (Carol)
“I just don’t like bullies.” (mia)
No wonder Mia tried to protect Carol with just a knife.
“I understand your purpose now. But then, how did you find out about this place?” (Yuna)
“Well, when I was cleaning grandpa’s room, I found a note that said about this place.” (Mia)
“Your grandfather?” (Yuna)
“My grandpa was a venturer, too.” (Mia)
“In other words, you’re a family of venturers for generations.” (Yuna)
“That’s right.” (Mia)
Mia said while proudly stretching her nearly flat chest.
“But it seems you’re poor for that.” (Kagali)
“Uu, that’s…” (Mia)
Mia bowed her head at Kagali-san’s words.
“Anyway, when I was cleaning my grandpa’s room, who was a venturer, to see if there was anything I could sell, I found a note about this place.” (Mia)
“Do you have anything to sell?” (Yuna)
“I can’t help it. I’m poor. Maybe there’s a treasure sleeping somewhere or something?” (Mia)
“Just to confirm, where’s your grandfather now?” (Yuna)
“He died a few years ago.” (Mia)
“I’m sorry to hear that.” (Yuna)
“Don’t worry about it. I’m not a child anymore.” (Mia)
It’s a delicate topic for someone about the age of a high school student.
But I am independent and about the same age, so when people call me a child, it makes me feel uncomfortable.