"Ryo-nii-tan!" Ryo's younger sister have ran towards him, and hugged him around the waist. Ryo placed the bucket of fishes down onto the floor, and hugged his sister up. "What's wrong, Aiko?"

"I miss papa, and mama. When are they going to come back?"

Ryo gave a bitter smile. "Soon, Aiko, now.." he paused, placed his sister down onto the ground, and picked up the bucket of fishes. "It's a spread today!"

Aiko jumped up and down, as she hurriedly rushed over to the house, and settled down onto the wooden chair. Ryo went over to the stove, and took some of the woods, and started to start a fire. It took a long time to start a fire, but Ryo was patiently waiting. His sister, was on the chair, using some sticks to draw some pictures on the sand.

"Aiko, dinner is almost ready, alright?"

"HAI!" Aiko raised up the stick, and continued to draw pictures in the air. Ryo laughed, as he took a few tree branches, and poked it through the fish. From the tail, and out of the mouth, and placed it over the fire.  He fanned the fire, while waiting for the fish to be cooked.

"Ryo-chan, please take care of your sister when we're gone, ne?" 
"Ryo-chan, you're the brother, your sister is your everything now,"
"Ryo-chan, papa and mama will miss you guys,"
"Ryo-chan.." 

"Ryo-nii-tan!" Aiko have shook Ryo out from his daze, when she realized that the fishes have been cooked. "It smells nice, is it cooked?" Ryo looked over to the fishes, and took out one of the stick. "Here, Aiko. Eat it when it's hot, but be careful not to scald until yourself. Beware of the bones!"

"Ryo-nii-tan, you sound like papa!" Aiko giggled, as she took over the stick, and settled down on the chair. Upon hearing the comment, Ryo widened his eyes. He took over one of the stick, and went outside of the hut, and settled down on the stool. Plucking the fish bit by bit, he murmured to himself. "Papa.. and mama, huh..."

How he wished that they were still around.

"Ryo-nii-tan!" Aiko have called out loudly for Ryo. Ryo stood up, took a deep breadth, and went into the hut. "Aiko, what's wrong?"

Aiko took out a story-book, with the sides are rugged and dusty. "Ryo-nii-tan, you know how to read? Can you help me read?" Ryo took the over the book. Since when did he bought a book for Aiko?

"Aiko, where did you get this bo--" before Ryo asked finished, Aiko have started to talk. "Papa and mama gave it to me when I was young, although I don't really remember. I saw my name there,"

Ryo looked down to the spot where Aiko pointed. "Right?"

Aiko tucked herself into the blanket and slept on the bed. "Ryo-nii-tan, hurry!"

Ryo patted Aiko's head, and started to open the book. "This is a story, of a young girl,"

"This young girl, was born in a rich and wealthy family. She had a bigger brother, and his name was Ricky. One day, the siblings parents went bankrupt, and they have no choice, but to bring their merely one year old boy, and 8 months old baby girl to a village both of them used to live when they were young,"

Ryo glanced up, and realized Aiko's eyes were half open. He smiled, and continued reading. "And then, the young girl was diagnosed with an illness. It's intellectually disabled. She will learn things slower than the others, and she.." Ryo paused, and he realized this story was very familiar. Why does he find that the girl inside the book represents Aiko?

Ryo looked up, and realized Aiko have falled asleep. Putting her hands into the blanket, he covered her up, before he left the hut. He didn't feel like sleeping yet. He placed the book down onto the table, and reminded himself to read it back the next day.

Walking out of the hut, he realized that the night was clear, and stars were visible. He walked towards the beach, his favorite spot in the night.

He settled down onto the sand, when a pat on his shoulder was felt. He turned around, and realized it was the new boy from before. "Excuse me," he said. "You're sitting on something,"

Ryo hurriedly get back, and the new boy bended down, as he picked up something black from the spot. It was a seashell. "Oh! You like seashell too?" Ryo asked, as he went forward and bended down. The new boy just nodded his head. "Since young,"

"Are you new here?" Ryo asked again, as he spotted another seashell, picked it up, and dusted the sand away.

"Not really considered new. I came here to stay with my grandmother when I was young, and I moved. So now, I'm  back,"

"Ohhh! We probably met before! I have been staying here since I was young!" Ryo exclaimed, as he took the seashell and passed it to the boy. The new boy took it over, and nodded his head. "Thanks," and settled down onto the sand. He took out a glass bottled, and placed the seashells into it.

"What're you doing?" Ryo asked. "I'm collecting seashells. If you sell it into the market, you'll earn a lot of money,"

Ryo widened his eyes. "Eh!? Really? Then I'll start collecting and sell mine too!"

The new boy looked towards him, and started chuckling. "You believe me? I was just joking. I collect them because I like seashells," Ryo pouted when he heard that it was a joke.

Ryo turned again, and looked at the new boy.

"My name is Nishikido Ryo! Nice to meet you!"

"I'm Yamashita Tomohisa," the new boy replied, as he stretched out his hand to shake Ryo's.

"Let's get along, ne?" Ryo said, as he smiled once again, before he went back to observed the stars in the night sky.