Still in this alley, we are sitting down on the ground while leaning on a wall, with only I and Arthur having a chat like brothers. This brat sure is strong willed to be able to stand up by himself in that state. As for the guy that I kicked earlier, he's still sleeping.
"I can still remember the times where mother happily tells me stories about how cool he is when I was small. She doesn't mentions his name though...but now, she gets mad so easily these days...."
"Don't hesitate to continue, I'll be here."
"Thank you mister...even if we only met a while ago, you're already this kind to me."
"Hmm, after years of traveling, I've accumulated myriads of positive karma worth enough to conquer the world. That is why I am called a saint."
"Ehe, really?"
"Of course, that was an exaggeration of mine."
At any rate, it's good to see him make a pure smile. I know well the feeling of getting beaten up as a kid. My life in earth was painful. I've experience the pain of getting abused by my parents, that is the very reason why I left the moment I became adult. They damaged my depressed heart, I don't remember them being on my side when I needed them the most.
I have always been jealous about my neighbors playing around, while I can only watch them from the window, stuck in the messy dark room that feels like a prison. Shackling me from obtaining even simple drop of happiness. I didn't have fond memories of my childhood. That's why, I did everything I wanted when I finally live on my own.
"Honestly, if I am given a chance to meet my father, I wouldn't want to."
"Why so? What if you can only have that privilege once?"
"...because mother said that he's a scumbag that likes to look down at people. And, it's not heroic."
Says by someone who just attempted to steal something. Sigh, that mother of his is seriously talking about Rorogan, isn't she? I shouldn't assume things with only that hints. However, if it turns out his father is really Rorogan, then so be it. I'm not planning to take responsibility even if that's the case. Though, I wonder what would happen now I'm Rorogan...or am I really him? While I make myself popular, I also need to find answers about this mystery.
"By the way, what is your name?"
"...umm, it's Arthur, mister?"
"Then Arthur, you should keep in mind that 'Even if a song has a horrible melody, if you sang it for multiple times, there's a chance that it can be stuck in your head'. What I meant to say is, if your life tends to be horrible, just try harder, you can keep living that way."
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He stares at me for a few seconds, then looks back down, seemingly trying to decipher my words. Without Arthur noticing, I took a healing potion from the inventory and gave it to him.
"Anyways, take this."
"...umm, isn't this..."
"Yes, that is a healing potion. I don't like watching your injuries, so drink it."
"I-I couldn't possibly-"
"Stop denying, I know well that you want it."
"...no really, I can't..."
"Then tell me a valid reason."
"...mother said that I shouldn't receive things from strangers."
"...is this brat serious...hah, yet you tried to steal?"
"Tha-that is...I know that stealing is a sin but...we really need sinkos...."
However, as if recalling something important, he stood up and kept bowing at me. "AH!! Sorry mister and thank you very mush for saving me!! I'm really thankful but I have to go back now, sorry mister!"
And so, he started to run away. The heck? He really is a protagonist, well I guess his injuries wasn't that fatal. "Leaving me alone all of a sudden after I gave you a hand, how cruel. Still, I'll forgive you, since you're the protagonist, and we get to meet with each other in a good way. Now, what should I do for the rest of the day?" I muttered as I also walked out the alley.
Though, basing how he looks like, his age is about fifteen to sixteen. Do I only have a little time left before the First primordial's chapter one?