Clover. A child born without the family’s power. Entrusted to her mother’sfamily because she lacked this ability, she grew up suffering abuse from herwicked aunt and cousin.‘It’s otay, Clover.’Even so, Clover didn’t let it get her down. Because she knew her dad would comeget her someday.[August 2nd, Sunny. Auntie got mad again. She tode me not to tell Dad.]So she kept a diary in preparation for that day, and practiced her powers hardso she could show her dad when he arrived. But…‘Dad, when are you coming?’Between the worsening daily abuse from her aunt’s family and her dad failing toshow up even after she wrote ten pages in her diary… Clover firmly believedher dad would come for her someday, but just as she started to think she reallyhad been abandoned…“Clover, Dad’s here.”Her dad appeared. And looking exactly the way she had always hoped he would.Her wicked aunt always used to tell her something. That because Clover wasuseless and her powers were pathetic, she would definitely be hated even if shereturned home.But…“I would have loved you just the same even without any powers. Because you’re mydaughter.”Her dad, who was far more sweet and affectionate than she had ever expected.“Little Pea, wanna sit next to me? Want your big brother to feed you?” “Mylittle sister… I’ve waited a very long time for the day I’d finally meet you.”Her two older brothers, who warmly welcomed her back home.“No one can touch you, Clover. Not as long as I’m around.”…And her older sister, who might be a bit overprotective, but still cherishedher deeply.Surrounded by her loving family, Clover had a thought. Maybe her aunt was wrong!Remember, Clover—a sprout is just what a flower used to be. The wonderfulcoming-of-age story of the little sprout, Clover!Please provide the next source text whenever you are ready!