Water That Goes Crazy (JenLisa)

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I was entrusted with raising a successful individual. I was only five or six years old, but I was able to raise her because I remembered what Lisa Manoban did to me.

We don't have names.

But Lisa Manoban called me "Lili". That's why I named the successful individual "Lulu".

My memories, which had been recorded calmly since I was born, began to take on colors from the day Lulu came into my arms.

Thinking that Mubon's angry voice was for Lulu's sake, I became less scared. The reason Lisa Manoban was able to survive longer than the other women might be because she had feelings for me that I feel for Lulu.

Mubon repeated tests and experiments on baby Lulu day after day. It became a daily routine to hug Lulu when she came home exhausted and to talk to her in clumsy words over and over again. Seeing Lulu's smile in my arms was the only thing that gave me purpose in life.

I don't know if Lulu and I are related by blood. Even so, Lulu and I definitely felt a special bond that was connected through many sacrifices.

But Lulu and I's life ended abruptly.

Two or three years after Lulu was born, the police broke into Mubon's laboratory.

And then, As the only survivor, I was taken into police protection.

Just before the police stepped in, Mubon took only Lulu out to sea through a hidden door in a small boat.

Five days later, Mubon's body was washed up on a certain beach. It seems that the small boat that Mubon used was also found nearby. However, Lulu was never found.

According to the official announcement, I am the only survivor, and it is reported that I was a kidnapped child from somewhere.

In Mubon's laboratory, there must have been traces of experiments that were continued even after Lulu was born. There may have been an individual that was about to be born. I don't know how those individuals were dealt with by the police.

Being protected by the police, I begged them to find Lulu. I talked about everything I knew about Mubon. However, most of them were not heard.

That is the testimony of a child who is only about seven years old. Even though I had memories from birth, I didn't have the linguistic ability to logically explain the things I remembered as sounds, images, and sensations.

Thus, the truth about the Mubon Case was shrouded in darkness

Even while I was moving from one facility to another, and even after I was taken in by Manoban's house, I was always thinking about Lulu.

Even if I walk around blindly, I can't find Lulu. That's why I read the articles about the case, researched maps and ocean currents, and deduced Lulu's habitat.

Lulu can live in the sea. If she had been thrown into the sea with Mubon, there was a high chance that only Lulu would have survived.

She was two or three years old at the time. I don't know if she can really survive in the harsh nature. Still, I stubbornly believed that Lulu was alive somewhere in this sea.

After Manoban's parents passed away and I finished disposing of their fixed assets, I came to a remote seaside town by myself.

As a result of investigating the ocean currents on the beach where Mubon was found and examining the relatively calm waters where there are few predators such as sharks, this town came up as the first candidate.

There are several candidate sites other than this place. If this town was no good, I was ready to move to another candidate site. I am truly grateful to Manoban's parents, who left me with the fortune to make this possible, and to Lisa Manoban, who raised me for several years after I was born.

Nineteen years have already passed since Lulu separated from me. The chances of meeting Lulu again might be close to zero. Even if she met me, she might have forgotten about me.

Still, I decided to spend my life searching for Lulu.