Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jenson stood in place, wondering how he was going to make Baby Robbie believe that Monster was not as innocent as he thought.

Jenson believed that it was only by completely getting rid of the bewitchment that the military intelligence division had on Baby Robbie would he be willing to go home with them.

"Tell me honestly, then. How did you survive in the military intelligence division in the past four years?" A bold idea was brewing in Jenson's mind. Maybe he should visit the military intelligence division and find proof of Monster's criminal evidence himself.

In the face of irrefutable evidence, Baby Robbie would stop being so persistent and pick up the pieces and go home. When that happened, they would be able to live together happily as a family again. In order to convince Jenson of his and the military intelligence division's innocence, Baby Robbie decided not to hide it anymore.

As they sat on the stone bench in the bamboo forest, Baby Robbie said to Jenson, "When I first arrived in the military intelligence division, I hated my foster father's guts just like you do now. I was extremely wary of the division. When my foster father invited m

e to join the division, I was very much against it. I was so sure that Mommy and Daddy would come and take me home, but..."

none of you turned up. The memory I had about home eventually turned fuzzy. The sisters in the military intelligence division took care of me like I'm one of their family members. My foster father never forced me to do anything that I didn't like either.

you understand the pain I'm

time I see my sisters out on missions, I would get worried. When an agent died out there... I would feel guilty and blame myself. I would think to

about my home, to forget about all of you, and accept my fate by joining the military intelligence division. Since then, I've regarded the division as my home. "Please let me

this moment, Baby Robbie could once again feel his soul getting squashed between his home and the military intelligence division. It

was shimmering water in Jenson's pupils that were as deep as the sea. In order to hide his sadness, he turned his head

terrified of being in an unfamiliar environment, so I often caught a fever. Eldest Sister, Sis Daisy, would take care of me. She'd sing to me, tell me stories,

gentle and virtuous eldest sister, Baby Robbie let out a

your second sister?" Jenson asked

Robbie put on a look of displeasure and said," She hates men

"What about Third Sister?"