Erin crawled out from Hu Li's arms and stood on the table, gazing out the window at the vacant lot together with Little Red Riding Hood, both seemingly lost in thought.
"The 'Fairy Tales' first erupted here, and the victims thereafter began treating this place as home... It feels rather strange," the little puppet murmured.
"Everyone needs a home," Little Red Riding Hood turned around, a faint smile on her face, "I don't know what the 'predecessors' from many years ago decided, but the children living here now all see the orphanage as home. For me, it's also a place where I can feel at peace... despite all that's happened here."
"Is it only orphans that are affected by the 'Fairy Tales'?" Yu Sheng furrowed his brow, "Or are ordinary children influenced by Fairy Tales also sent here?"
Little Red Riding Hood sighed: "Only orphans."
"Why? Any conclusions?"
