33 Big Sister

"But..." before he began to cry, she added, "You can call me big sister."

She raised her left arm and revealed her white hand from her long sleeve.

The little child held back his tears and took her hand.

'Why am I doing this?' she began to thought as she walked with the child, 'Is it because I really loved little Min or am I playing to have feelings and a conscious like in the past? Abide by the laws and morals...'

She only needed to ask herself and without thinking it twice, she knew the answer, 'Sounds like the latter...' Though it wasn't that pleasant to be the remembered this way that she was a cold-hearted person even before she became an assassin and with the fine and caring environment she had in the past. Really feeling or really thinking the "correct" way was different from believing other thing and still follow what the majority thought as right; it was the method to match on society.

'Tsk, I feel like smoking but with a kid... not possible.' She raised her free hand and with her long sleeve rubbed her forehead.

GURGLE. GURGLE.

She lowered her free hand and looked sideways to her left, "Are you hungry?"

The little child raised his head to look up, he didn't say anything but blushed before looking down in shame.

"... Okay. The inn I'm staying at is around that corner."

"No..." The little kid struggled to set free.

"No?" she asked.

"Bad."

'... Bad?'

"Are bad people there?"

The little kid nodded.

"Oh don't worry," she said as she bent to pick up the child, "Didn't you choose big sister because big sister looked strong?"

He flushed as if he was found out. However, he still looked worried.

'Cute...' she rubbed his small head full of long black hair and embraced him, "Don't worry, your eyes are good, big sister is powerful."