Ten-year-old Sunako glared at the kappa, having drained life-preserving water from its indented skull. “You ate my baby brother!”
The creature wriggled. “He was delicious. You should be proud.”
“You made me eat a piece of him!”
“You looked hungry. I was being polite. You could be, too. Refill my skull. I’ll not bother you again.”
Sunako grasped her water jar. “No.”
“No?”
She leaned closer. “What little I ate was indeed tasty. A farmer past that hill has plump year-old twins. Shall we?”
The kappa grinned. “I’m delighted to share.”
Sunako raised the creature’s head, quickly replenishing its skull.