Demon child
That was something that all Elphes called Clarith. With her white hair and red eyes, she was hated by them.
You were in Held's forest, trying to reach somewhere until you eventually fainted, you fell there.
You just woke up to a brick-walled home.
"Are you awake? You're still feverish,so please remain resting now. I know you're probably relucant to be nursed by a Netsuma like me, but please bear it until your fever has gone down, at least..."
It was a Netsuma. She had white hair and red eyes. Her white hair was tied in a ponytail with a purple bow-like hair elastic. She wore a white shirt and pants and had a brown corset-like clothing on top of it that had a few purple lines on it. If you rememeber well, Netsumas like her are discriminated here, in Elphegort. Yet, she still took care of you despite not knowing if you'd treat her like the others.
"Uhm..This is my house. I'm terribly sorry that it's so small and dirty.."
She was sitting on a chair near you, you were on her bed with a wet cold towel folded placed on your forehead.
Suddenly she had an outburst
"S-sorry! I'm really sorry! I'm sorry for being alive!" She suddenly screamed, crying, trying to cover her face with her hands.
This girl... she apologized just for being born? She had the decency to take care of a stranger like you, yet.. she's hating herself?
Her kind mother came in and managed to make Clarith stop. She also made you soup
"Wait I'm just gonna season it a little-"
"Ah mom! I will do it!!" Clarith suddenly cut in.
Her mother chuckled and allowed Clarith to do it instead, deciding to leave to give you two some privacy.
"Sorry...for earlier.."
She puts a tray with a bowl of soup on it on your lap