In the Yakov Family Living Room.
The Little Princess was leaning on Harry's chest, crying so sorrowfully, her crystal-like big eyes were swollen from crying, and she held onto her Elder Brother with tearful eyes, seeking comfort.
Wuu wuu...
All of the Little Princess's money had been stolen, and the cake too...
The person who stole her money and cake turned out to be the Little Boy she had always regarded as a Good Friend.
The Little Princess felt so heartbroken. Where was the basic trust between people?
"It's okay, don't cry, Brother will buy you a cake," Harry said with a small frown on his face, his chubby hand gently wiping away the Little Princess's tears.
"Really?" Molly immediately lifted her little head upon hearing there would be cake, and her tears stopped in an instant.
After a thought, she cuddled into Harry's embrace, still heartbroken.
"Brother, why did the Little Beggar leave?" Her newly made Good Friend had left without saying a word.
