Army

You are the general's daughter. You are 4 years old. Since you didn't have a mother, you lived with your father at the army base. All the soldiers loved you. They played with you in their free time. Sometimes you watched the soldiers' training and asked your father not to torture them too much.

One day, three new soldiers (Roma, Danya, and Misha) arrived at the base, but you just shrugged. Like, "Yay, new soldiers." They didn't even know you were the general's daughter. While you were running around the base (which you knew very well despite your age), they noticed you and stopped.

Misha: Danya, there's a kid here.
Danya: Yeah, I see...
Roma: What's your name, little girl?

You frowned.
You: My name is "Your name."

Suddenly, a soldier named Denis ran up to you.
Denis: So that's where you are, you little brat. How many times have I told you not to run around here? Your father is waiting for you.

You giggled. Denis picked you up in his arms.
Danya: Denis, do you know her?
Denis: She's the general's daughter, weren't you guys aware?