A small town situated in the Kingdom of Prona.
There was a little girl who used to live there.
Since the girl's grandfather was the village chief, her family was one of the wealthy families in the village.
But the girl's home was not peaceful.
Flying dishes and obscene swear words were pretty normal, even a day to day occurrence.
The parents' affection towards the girl was nil, they only had burning hatred for her and even more towards each other.
The girl hated her home environment.
What the girl liked the most was staying outside her home.
– Neria, how are you?
—with a red-haired boy.
– Oh honey, Neria is here.
– Did she have dinner? Honey, ask her if she would like to eat together with us.
—and his family.
They always greeted the girl with a bright smile.
In fact, economically, the boy's family was not quite well-off. The boy's father made and sold chopped firewood or figurines he made, and that didn't exactly make a lot of money.
