...

"Um."

The child nodded vigorously.

"It glares at me."

The child said again.

"It's so fierce."

...

The child said it carefully...

The woman with a flowery jacket is a little uncertain.

...

The thin man rolled his eyes.

“Is it still here?”

"Is the black monster you just saw still there?"

...

The child was stunned.

He looked up immediately.

I looked at it for a while with my eyes open...

...

The child ran forward.

The little child is not as tall as the desk.

He raised his toes.

Still can't see the desk.

...

The thin man shook his head.

He stepped forward.

Pick up the child.

"look."

...

The child holds the skinny man's arms with both hands.

He leaned forward.

muttered, "Just..."

“It’s here.”

The child reached out to gesture at the location of the black monster he had just seen.

...

It's on a stack of books.

There are empty dishes on the edge of the book.

It seems that the young scholar just finished his meal.

...

“Is there any?”

The skinny man lowered his head and asked the child.

...

The child's body is poking out more and more.

The facial features on the face were wrinkled.

"……No."

The child's voice was vague.

There was a little unwillingness between my eyebrows and eyes.

“It’s gone.”

...

"You called so loudly just now..."

The woman in the flowery jacket smiled, "It must not be scared away by you."

"You can't find it."

The woman in the flowery jacket shook her head.

"Stop looking for it."

...

The child's mouth was pouting high.

But……

He has searched everywhere.

No means nothing.

...

"Black..."

The thin man's mind flashed, "Can you see a cockroach?"

"Or some other bug?"

...

cockroach?

Everyone was stunned.

Both women showed disgust on their faces.

They don't like cockroaches at all.

...

The child blinked his eyes.

cockroach?

"What is that?"

"Is it a black monster?"

...

Looking at the child's innocent expression, the thin man smiled, "It's a black bug."

"For your mother..."

"It should be considered a black monster."

...

The woman in the flowery jacket rolled her eyes slightly.

Don't think she didn't hear it.

The skinny man was laughing at her.

She is not afraid of cockroaches.

She just hates cockroaches.

Don't want to see cockroaches.

Isn't it a natural thing to not want to see something annoying?

...

but……

The woman in the flowery jacket was thinking, "What the baby saw is really possible..."

After all, all the basic characteristics are satisfied.
To be continued...