What are you going to do?

After the young man left the Metropolitan Police Department, Ararat spoke curiously.

While putting on his headphones as a disguise, Hasegawa Yu answered honestly, "Let's wait for the police to interrogate us for details."

This is indeed an idea that most people would have.

Unfortunately, the police officer in charge of reception was that guy Brandon, so I'm afraid there won't be any further developments.

Thinking this way, Ararat saw the young man take out his phone and prepare to call someone, and subconsciously said: "I don't recommend you ask him about the Di Ai Group."

Upon hearing this, Hasegawa Yu's finger hovered over the contact with the note "Furiya-senpai", somewhat puzzled, "Why?"

After saying this, Ararat realized that he had no intention of interfering in all this and fell silent again.

However, the young man still waited for an explanation, "Ararat?"

[Never mind. Whatever you say.] Ararat decisively skipped the explanation and said, [Think for yourself.]

Hasegawa Yuu... naturally I can't think of it.

If you ask him to write a song for someone who can reason, he can do it immediately.

The orange-haired young man puffed up his face and snorted softly.

He would not stick to his own ideas and would seek help if he didn't know something.

Just as Hasegawa Yu was about to press the dial button, a brand new colorful leather ball rolled over and gently hit his heel.

"Is that your ball?"

Noticing a child standing not far away, Hasegawa Yu picked up the ball and walked over, "Here."

He looked around and said, "This isn't a good place to play ball. It's dangerous. How about we go to the park or go home and play?"

The Japanese children he met seemed to like playing ball on the street and their parents didn't care, which Hasegawa Yu didn't understand.

"Be careful not to get hit by a car and taken to another world."

Seeing the child staring at him without saying a word, the young man made an expression as if he was going to eat someone, "The kind where there's no one who likes you."

"Brother." The child hugged the ball, not frightened at all, and said expressionlessly, "I'm lost."

"Shall I take you to the Metropolitan Police Department?"

Feeling a sense of déjà vu, Hasegawa Yu scratched his head and squatted down to talk to the child, "Don't worry, the officers will definitely know where your home is."

The child looked at the person with a calm look, pursed his lips, lowered his head and made sobbing sounds.

"Huh?"

Caught off guard, the orange-haired young man immediately panicked, "Wait, wait, don't cry yet, the Metropolitan Police Department is nearby."

The sobbing was getting louder.

After learning that the address was not far away, Hasegawa Yu finally drove the child back on foot with the navigation system.

"I live in Sunshine Orphanage."

"Wow, it's a big family."

Hasegawa Yu sighed, and no one showed any strangeness because he was an orphan. "I can receive many beautiful blessings during important holidays~"

Hearing this, the child's hand, which was held by the young man, unconsciously tightened. He opened his mouth slightly, then pursed his lips for a moment. After walking a few steps, he said, "Oh."

Everyone in this world is so cold.

Hasegawa Yu glanced at the little boy about seven or eight years old beside him, and felt the extremely slight traces of labor on the other's hands through his clasped hands.

The situation was similar to the children he met when he participated in charity activities in his original world... It seemed that the atmosphere in the orphanage was generally favorable?

"Brother, you're going in the wrong direction." The child suddenly said.

"Really? Haha."

Hasegawa Yuu came back to his senses and laughed dryly, then his face turned serious. "Please let me study this navigation."

Even in another world, the roads on land didn't become any easier to recognize.

"Go this way." The child pointed in another direction.

Seeing that the direction of the arrow on the navigation finally matched reality, Hasegawa Yu followed his lead and said, "Okay."

The two walked for about ten minutes and arrived at the Sunshine Orphanage.

When they were still more than ten meters away from the orphanage, Hasegawa Yu stopped and said, "Go back by yourself."

“…” The child looked at him silently, as if he wanted to say something.

After a while, he turned around and walked into the yard without hesitation, holding the ball.

Hasegawa Yu blinked and refused to tell him his name until the end.

Back at the orphanage, the child avoided the caregivers inside, walked around, and then left through the back door and came to a remote grove.

"You changed your mind midway and didn't mention Hojo's name."

A little black boy was waiting for him there.

Seeing someone approaching, the little black man bent down and reached out, took out a bug from under the child's collar, and crushed it in front of the other person, "Don't you want to meet Hojo?"

"They're better off in prison than outside."

The child turned his gaze away from the shattered bug and lowered his eyes. "I haven't completed the task you assigned me, but I won't refund the deposit."

Hojo and his companions were a way for the child to make money that he accidentally found. At first, he didn't know that they were human traffickers.

The orphanage has been running out of money lately, and he doesn't want the orphanage to go bankrupt, so he wants to do something to help, so he secretly runs out to find a "job".

The identity of a child can naturally make adults relax their vigilance and lower their guard. The child who knows this very well deliberately makes his acting a lot stiff. Except for the orange-haired young man today, he has never successfully deceived anyone.

Hojo and his companions were naturally dissatisfied with this, but before the children could try to find ways to delay, they were caught.

However, in today's world, as long as they have money, it is not impossible for Hojo and his companions to be released in a few days.

The person in front of you comes suddenly and asks the child to contact someone according to his requirements. He will be rewarded generously.

Even the topics for "chatting" are ready-made, and the children who hear the content of the task feel that there is no reason to refuse.

"Tsk, I won't argue with that kid about this."

The little black man put his hands in his pockets and said casually, "A friend of mine who lives abroad was very curious, and I was simply helping him understand the situation."

The child opened his lifeless eyes, not knowing whether he believed it or not.

"It's barely a harvest." The black man waved his hand, "Don't worry, those Hojo guys won't be able to get out of prison no matter who tries to rescue them."

Ignoring the child behind him, the little black man took out his phone and sent a text message to his friend abroad, "I feel like you, the 'master,' are overly worried. N seems to be doing very well with others. Hasegawa Yuya is pretty much the same as the information you found, no disguise at all."

[That's not the right word. Strictly speaking, I'm his creator. So, I'll stay in the US for now. —SH]

Seeing this, the little black man shrugged his shoulders. Why was N worrying about his father at such a young age? It was obvious that N had grown up to be the same age as him.

According to N's growth rate, if all goes well, his age will exceed that of the "Creator" next year.

He is lying to you.

On the other side, after the two separated, Ararat made a conclusion with a firm tone.

"Don't say it."

Hasegawa Yu touched the tip of his nose and said, "This is also good. If I'm not lying, I have already helped him return to the orphanage. If I am lying, it's even better. There will be one less child in the world who is lost and can't find his home~"

It’s really frustrating not to find the way!

[……]What an idiot.

Ararat thought the child's original purpose was not that simple, but she had no clue.

He's capable of anything in the online world, but things get tricky when the clues only exist in reality.

"Ararat, I changed my destination. Can you help me with directions?"

Hasegawa Yuu turned around in a circle with his phone, trying to adjust himself to the same direction as the navigation arrow. "There are so many forks in this route..."

The orange-haired young man clasped his hands together, and there seemed to be little stars twinkling around the corners of his eyes, "Please, please Ov~☆"

Facing the onslaught of little stars, Ararat remained silent for a moment, then resignedly said, "Go straight ahead. If I say turn, you turn."

"Thank you Ararat~"

"Don't rely on me too much. If you're going to meet someone else, I still won't guide you." Ararat emphasized, not knowing whether to remind the young man or herself.

"Yeah, I understand."

[…Look at the road, we’ve reached the bend.]