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The rain hadn't stopped.
Water continued to fall from the sky, turning the street in front of the shop into a collection of small puddles.
Yuna stood in one of those puddles.
Her uniform was already half-wet.
Her hair clung to her cheek.
But she didn't seem to care.
She stared at the water beneath her feet.
---
Then she looked at me.
"...can I do it again?"
"The puddle is not forbidding you."
That was enough for her.
She jumped again.
Splash.
The water splashed higher this time.
A few drops hit the hem of my pants.
Yuna stared at the splash.
Her eyes widened.
"...wow."
She stepped in the puddle again.
Not jumping this time.
Just pressing down with her foot.
Water pushed outward from her shoe.
Plop.
She let out a small laugh.
A sound I had never heard before.
Light.
Not like the polite laugh she usually used when talking to adults.
---
She tried again.
Jumping into another puddle.
Splash.
Water splashed in all directions.
"Papa, look!"
