I Don't Run An Orphanage!

Chapter 87

Why Me?
The last location they'd be visiting tonight was the place Yami had been eager to visit.

A festival. A pretty sizeable one as well. Fill to the brim with games, art, prizes, and most importantly, food.

The moment Yami stepped onto the festival ground, and the aromas of all the different dishes, he was gone. Simply put he was on cloud nine and no one could pull him down.

And Amai was not far behind, standing beside Yami as the two of them just stood there with their eyes closed, taking in the smells with huge smiles on their faces and tears in their eyes.

"It's beautiful," Amai whispered blissfully. "So beautiful."

"Yes." Yami agreed. "Beautiful."

"I think you two like food a bit too much." Mina joked patting Yami on the head.

"Nonsense!" Yami and Amai said sharply.

Yagi chuckled a bit behind them. "I think enjoying food is a wonderful thing. Trust me, as someone who can't quite enjoy that aspect of life to its fullest anymore, I think these two should take every opportunity to enjoy all sorts of cuisine. So don't be afraid to eat up."

"We won't," Yami said, as he and Amai quickly moved towards the food stalls. Yonda. Leaving this to you.

Of course, you are you glutton. Yonda thought to herself as she rolled her eyes.

BEEP! BEEP! YOUR PHONE IS RINGING! YOUR PHONE IS RINGING!

Suddenly Yagi's phone started ringing.

He took it out and his eyes widened when he looked at who was calling.

Cathleen Bate.

"...Go on without me for a while kid. I need to take this." Yagi told them, as he walked away.

"Alright you two, looks like it's just the three of us!" Mina said to Yonda and Kioku. "So kids, where do you want to want to go first?"

I want to play a game first! Yonda said before she grabbed Kioku by the hand. Follow me, sister!

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The first game they decided to play, was goldfish scooping.

And Kioku looked like she was about to cry.

No matter how hard she tried, the paper bowl would keep breaking each time she tried to scoop a fish.

"Oh come on!" Kioku shouted in frustration as the bowl broke again.

"Heh. Your scoops are far too aggressive young one. The bowl is fragile, but your movements are too strong. Patience is needed to win this game." The old man who was running the game told her with a kind smile.

And Kioku responded in kind, with a heavy glare.

Man, she is a very sore loser. Yonda thought, holding up her own bag full of goldfish as she heard the onslaught of swears Kioku was slinging at the man in her head.

Seeing that Kioku was not having a good time, to say the least, Mina decided to step in.

"Alright, let's go somewhere else. Thanks, sir!" Mina told the old man as she lead the two girls away.

Kioku pouted as Mina led her away, not at all pleased, and her mood only worsened when something caught her eye.

It was a small family. A father and a mother, with their daughter in between them. She was holding both her parent's hands and had a huge grin on her face, her parents looked just as happy, with soft smiles as they looked down at their daughter.