To be honest, this case doesn't have a great chance of winning; there's a high probability of losing.
But when I think of that old woman and recall my own nightmare of loneliness, if it had been her, with everyone leaving her one by one until only a dog remained as her sole companion, and then even that dog was taken away, I can't begin to imagine that kind of pain.
I have to do something.
I need to do something, otherwise I wouldn't be at peace.
If Alexander knew about this, he would probably scold me again: "You've got a savior complex."
Thinking about it, Purple's lips couldn't help but curl up slightly.
She laughed for a while, but then felt that she must be crazy; how could she be happy even after being scolded?!
Purple rubbed her own face, adjusting her expression...
...
A few days later, Purple and the college student who took the photos met at a café.
