I was killed by a companion I trusted and was reborn.
For 9 years, I’ve been living as a pitiful orphan, digging through trash to survive.
“Hey, instead of digging through that, want to come with me?”
I got a beautiful boy as my “older brother”!
But it turns out… he’s a pretty idiot. And very sickly, too.
“Thank you for staying by someone as useless as me… cough… Rosi, are you crying?”
“Of course I am! You’re always sick!”
Well, I guess I have no choice. Until I become an adult and return to my original family, I’ll protect this little lamb.
…At least, that’s what I thought.
“This is the best thing I’ve ever done—putting this inside you.”
“You crazy… bastard…”
“My Rosentia. You will never die. Never.”
…How did things end up like this?
Where did my little lamb go?
