Chapter 65: First Meeting (1/2)

When Masashi came back to the hotel, it was already two in the afternoon.

Calling the airport to ask for a moment, the first flight to Tokyo was at 5 o’clock. Because it was still early, Masashi decided to walk outside.

Nepal was a beautiful place; most of the country was not affected by industrial pollution. It was full of green trees and flower, as well as the air being crystal clear.

Not long after, Masashi began to feel a little bit hungry, then remembering except eating on the plane, from yesterday to now he hasn’t eaten anything. So he had no choice but to turn back and go to a nearby restaurant.

Eating half of the time, Masashi suddenly felt like he was being watched. Looked behind him, and sure enough, he saw a little girl approximately 8-9-year-old standing nearby staring at him.

The little girl’s face was as white as milk, eyes big and round, wearing very good textured cashmere, looking like a well-made doll.

Face almost looked that of an Asians, but also having a Nepal person’s delicate facial features. So the first idea that Masashi had was that she wasn’t from around this place.

The little girl was actually not afraid, as Masashi moved closer and closer towards her.

Masashi was amused, looked at her while pointing at an uneaten dessert on the table, referring if she wanted to eat it?

The little girl shook her head, walked towards Masashi, and finally spoke, speaking which was actually English. Masashi was also a little bit surprised.

“You…..Who are you?” The little girl’s tone was very stiff, and it seemed like it had been a long time since she had last spoken.

“Did you parents not teach you, before asking for someone’s name, you have to tell them your name first,” Masashi said with a smile.

The little girl shook her head, “I….don’t know, they’re already dead.” Her expression was serious.

“I’m sorry.” Masashi gently touched her head.

Regarding this action, the little girl seemed like she had very much enjoyed it, and like a kitten gently closed her eyes.

“I have two names, a Chinese name, and a Japanese name. You can call me Lei Yin.” When it came to his name, Masashi felt that he was both familiar and unfamiliar with it.

“Lei, Lei….” The little girl said softly, and then unblinkingly looked at him.

“I’ve told you my name, so you should also tell me your name.”

“…..They call me Amy.”

“Amy? Where are you from?” Although she spoke in English, Masashi always felt like she was Asian, so who knew she had such a western name.

The little girl didn’t answer, and just looked at him puzzled.

“Do you want to eat this?” Masashi didn’t ask again but pointed at the cake and pastries on the table as he asked.

“Ahn.” The little girl didn’t refuse again.

At that time, Masashi sipped his tea and watched the little girl’s lovely, but clumsy movements as she ate dessert.

“Amy, why are you here? Who are you?” When the little girl was eating something, a female voice could suddenly be heard.

Masashi turned to look behind and saw a very beautiful Eurasian beauty aggressively looking at him.

“Are you Amy’s guardian?” Masashi gently put down the cup.

“Who are you? What do you want?” The beautiful woman first pulls Amy to her side, as she looked at him with hostility.

“I’m just an ordinary tourist, but as you can see, I just asked this kid to eat.” Masashi hated dealing with an anxious woman, if you really treasured this kid, no matter what she wouldn’t have been running around all over the place.

“Amy, are you okay? Did he do anything weird to you?” the beauty ignored him, crouching and carefully examining the little girl.

Masashi smiled bitterly, her tone clearly regarded him as a pervert. He didn’t want to care about her, so he stood up and left.

But before he could even take two steps forward, his foot suddenly felt heavy.