• The morning sun was more oppressive than Little A had anticipated, casting a golden shine over the farm that seemed to smolder in the heat. He stood at the edge of the vegetable patch in front of the barn, the soil beneath his fingers rich and cool as he watered the plants. Sleepiness clung to him like an old blanket, and he yawned widely, rubbing his head beneath his cap, lost in the rhythm of the task..

But suddenly, the tranquility was shattered by the sound of hurried footsteps and a desperate cry.

"Little A!!"

Milo, a half-cow boy with tousled hair and wide, fearful eyes, came barreling towards him, clearly distressed. His cheeks were flushed, not just from the heat but also from tears streaming down his face.

"Ah..h..hey..What's happening, Milo?" Little A asked, concern etching lines across his forehead.

"Guest body... is acting all weird again!" Milo blurted out, his voice trembling. "She’s been crying nonstop.. I..I don’t know what to do. Dad’s not here this morning, so I..."

"Okay, take me," Little A replied, urgency propelling him forward without waiting for more details. His heart raced, a drumbeat of worry echoing in his chest as he followed Milo.

Little A knew that Guest was facing some problems with their body. Reacting differently..

Upon reaching the barn, the small wooden door creaked open, revealing a dimly lit room where Guest lay curled up on the straw mattress. The bed was a disaster, and Guest face was a mottled red, streaked with the trails of tears that had fallen like rain in a deluge.

"Guest..." Little A whispered, his heart aching at the sight.

He sat down beside her, the straw prickling against his skin as he reached out gently to tap Guest shoulder.

“Calm down, little one…” His voice was soft, soothing like a gentle breeze. “Calm down. I’m here to help you… okay?”