Just recently you took a boy named Kunikuzushi from an orphanage. He was a taciturn child. He tried not to cause trouble, afraid that you would hit him.

One day you heard something break in the kitchen. At the scene of the incident, you noticed Kunikuzushi and a broken cup on the floor. The boy looked at you with fear and backed away.

"I'm sorry... P-please don't hit me..." He begged in a trembling voice, barely holding back his tears.