Chapitre 55: Az, Shya, Aria.

"Az come on!" Let's play!"

Under the shade of a tree, a little girl bounced up and down with excitement, her orchid-colored bob-cut hair dancing with her movements.

"Come on, Miley! play with me!" urged a little boy with raven-colored hair, displaying a rubber ball in his hand.

Miley glanced at Aimar, then at the ball, hesitating for a moment before shaking her head. "No, I want to play with Az!"

Aimar shot a glare at the boy sitting in the shade, dressed in a full shirt, his expression stern.

"Hahaha," laughed little Oliver, seated beside Azariah, pointing at Aimar. "She won't play with you!"

"My sister only plays with me!" declared a boy with the same hair color as Miley, grabbing Miley's hand and attempting to pull her away.

"Let me go, Lucus! I don't want to play with you," Miley protested, struggling to break free from his grip.