Chapter 39: New objective

October 8, 6:20 PM. Backyard of the Akademie für Männer.

"It was the first time I almost killed someone." Hanna said so and laid back on the grass. Lotta frowned and opened her mouth, but no sound came from it. [Interesting.] She closed her mouth and pondered for a while. "... How old was you then?" Hanna sighed. "I don't know. Maybe two, or three? I was really small. Nonetheless, father had to use a knife to stop me. I broke his left arm, but he was right-handed... Lucky him."