"Why do dad, grandpa, grandma, grandpa, and grandma always ask me to take care of my brother?"
"Say I'm a sister..."
"But my brother already has so many people taking care of him."
"It doesn't matter if I don't take care of you, right?"
"But, I promised my mother that I would take care of my brother."
"...I don't want to take care of my brother..."
The girl was in a dilemma.
She reached out and wiped the tears from her face.
It was obviously hot when it came out of the corner of her eyes, almost giving her the illusion of being burned, but now it was cold.
...
"Mom, after you leave, no one will want me."
"Mother......"
Unlike the previous time when her voice was hoarse, the girl cried repressed and stubbornly this time.
She tried to keep her eyes open, even though tears blurred her vision.
Her vision was hazy.
She was still looking at the photo of the woman on the tombstone almost stubbornly.
"Mom, if you know that I don't want to take care of my brother anymore, will you also dislike me?"
"At home, my brother cried, and I pretended not to hear him."
"But it's too noisy."
"Are all babies so noisy?"
"Have I been this noisy before?"
...
"Later grandma came."
"Grandpa is here too."
"Everyone is here."
"It's so unfair."
The girl's tears never stopped, "I stood there, no one looked at me."
"I lost my temper and they said I didn't act like a sister."
"Call me ignorant, call me willful..."
"I am angry."
"It's sad again."
"Mom said, I am a good boy..."
...
"it's wired."
The girl puffed up her cheeks and said, "Obviously it wasn't like this before."
"Mom, I really hate my brother."
"Really... so annoying..."
"The most annoying thing...he asked you to leave..."
The girl lowered her head.
...
"Are you OK?"
The grave ghost floated to the girl's side.
The girl didn't respond.
The little body was trembling constantly.
"Pa-ta-pa-ta~"
Tears kept falling, and soon the ground was wet.
...
The grave ghost pursed his lips.
It's a bit overwhelming.
It doesn't have much experience communicating with humans.
I don't know how to get along with humans.
Its relationship with humans, most of the time, is that it can see him, but he cannot see it.
So, it doesn't need to consider anything.
...
The other party can't see it, and no matter how much it thinks about, it won't help.
Why waste your efforts?
However, this girl is different.
she cried.
Although it didn't understand a lot of what the girl said later, it seemed... the girl cried at first because... it wasn't a ghost?
The tomb ghost felt that he was innocent and wronged.
Whether it is a ghost or not is not something it can decide.
"Don't cry."
The tomb ghost said it again in a somewhat nagging tone.
Humans are really good at crying.
The tomb ghost marveled.
How can there be so much water in such a small body?
Isn’t this really going to drain the water out of the body and make it dry?
Withered girl?
The grave ghost imagined what the girl looked like.
Well……
So ugly.
The grave ghost frowned.
So, in order not to become like that, "Stop crying."
The grave ghost looked at the girl seriously, "It will become ugly."
…
The girl stiffened.
She raised her hands and wiped her face randomly.
"Apiao."
The girl's voice was vague, "You are so annoying."
"I'm not ugly."
The tomb ghost tilted his head in confusion, "Well, if you don't cry, you won't be ugly."
I'm still muttering in my mind, why is it so annoying? Because it's not a ghost?
…
The girl sobbed and stopped crying.
She burped.
Immediately, the girl covered her mouth in embarrassment.
Only the red eyes are exposed.
…
The grave ghost rubbed his ears.
It was finally quiet.
It floated to the tombstone and looked at the girl with his chin on his hand.
The girl put down her hand and stared blankly at the photo on the tombstone.
The woman's gentle smile made her eyes feel hot again.
She sniffed.
"Mother……"
…
For the next time, the girl stared at the photo on the tombstone in a daze.
The grave ghost stared at the girl in a daze.
It's a little confusing.
Why is the girl so quiet all of a sudden?
It was obviously so noisy before...
I cried so hard and said a lot of words...
Oh, the tomb ghost suddenly understood.
Are you tired?
Human beings are fragile.
However, the tomb ghost was a little frightened, and it was too much of a headache for such a fragile human being to cry.
Compared to crying humans, it still finds smiling humans more pleasing to the eye.
Perhaps it has seen too many crying humans, so it likes the rare smile even more.
…
"Apiao, I'm going home."
The girl raised her eyes and looked at the tomb ghost on the tombstone.
There were tears stains on her little face.
It makes the child look a bit pitiful and embarrassed.
"Apiao, goodbye."
The girl turned around and walked down the mountain one step at a time.
The grave ghost stared at the girl's back for a while, then silently followed her.
Until the girl came out of the mountain.
The Tomb Ghost stopped at the entrance of the mountain, watched the girl's figure disappear at the end of the road, and then turned back to the mountain.
…
The tomb ghost stopped in front of the woman's tombstone for a while, and then drifted away.
It saw the tomb sweeper and heard many different things.
Especially, the girl can see it.
Ah Piao?
It looked down at itself and couldn't help but grin.
It was in a good mood after talking to humans for the first time in a long time.
It would be better if that human could cry less.
…
The grave ghost shuttled between the trees, causing the branches and leaves to sway, and every bird was frightened by the sudden movement and fluttered its wings and fled in panic.
"Kekeke~"
The grave ghost smiled so big that his one eye narrowed into a slit.
Huh?
The tomb ghost's eyes lit up.
It saw a squirrel.
Just as it was about to pass, he stopped because of something in his heart.
Listening carefully, the tomb ghost's ears twitched slightly.
"...Apiao..."
This voice, this title...
It's that girl.
The grave ghost quickly remembered the owner of the voice.
Is she here again?
The tomb ghost was a little surprised.
…
Another seven days passed, and the tomb ghost always returned to that cemetery intentionally or unintentionally, but did not wait for the girl.
It thought that it would probably be next autumn before it saw the girl again.
Just like many other grave sweepers.
After coming once, meeting again is like a cycle of seasons.
…
The tomb ghost followed the sound and drifted over.
"Apiao!"
The girl shouted in surprise, "I thought you were gone."
"Hey, Ah Piao, why do you appear during the day?"
"Same last time."
Before the tomb ghost could roll his eyes, the girl had already answered her own question, "Oh, Piao, you are not a ghost."