Shihu has been acting strange lately.

Really strange.

When we’re not playing together, he always disappears somewhere.

And the drugs.

He gives me drugs I don’t know where he got them from.

Something feels off, but Shihu says nothing’s wrong.

Every time he smiles brightly, his face looks like he’s guilty.

I don’t really understand why he’s lost his smile.

It’s bedtime.

I’ve been sleeping a lot lately.

It’s strange.

But Shihu says nothing’s wrong.

"Shihu?"

"Yeah?"

"Aren’t you going to sleep with me?"

"Ah, yeah..."

I wonder if I've grown a bit since we slept together.

I don’t even know why I’ve changed.

But I’ve grown taller, apparently.

It’s a phenomenon I don’t understand.

I really don’t get it.

"Why?"

"I have something to do. Sleep well."

"Okay."

Shihu turns off the light and leaves.

Going outside again.

What’s he going to do?

Should I follow him?

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"Okay..."

I have to listen to Shihu.

I have to.

Otherwise, I feel like he’d be sad.

I pull the blanket over me and bury myself deep in it.

There was a bandage that used to cover my scars and wounds.

But at some point, it's gone.

I don’t understand.

Did the drug heal it?

But Shihu said everything was fine, so it must be that.

"...This is weird."

I feel like a leftover piece of cake.

Ah, I want cake.

I’ve had it once before.

It was a piece of birthday cake someone gave me when I was in the shelter.

It was so good that I said it was my birthday the next day to get more, but they said that was a lie.

Why?

It must’ve been someone’s birthday that day too.

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