The Angel's House

"Um... I'm really okay..."

In the end, I let the unfamiliar girl lead me across the bridge and into a strange neighborhood, almost as if I were being forcibly dragged along.

I had never crossed over here before, so I didn't even know the way.

'And she insists it's a swimsuit, but... I can see strings in the back. Anyone would say that's underwear....'

With nowhere in particular to look, I kept my eyes on the ground and followed close behind.

"I'm not okay with it. If a little kid like you goes around practically naked by yourself, some bad adults might snatch you up."

"...Umm..."

Unable to deny that, I fell silent.

Though the person inside was a 21-year-old adult man from South Korea, the body was that of a very small girl.

There was no guarantee I'd get caught up in a crime, but neither was there any guarantee I wouldn't become a target, so it was hard to argue...