The Author's POV

'I'm sure I heard Oliver… Did I hear wrongly?'

I didn't think so.

"Eh, my dad's been kind of busy lately. I haven't even seen him around these past few days."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah, but it's not like it rarely happens. It's been like this since I last remember… I'm sure you understand me."

"Yeah."

"Ehm…"

I interrupted the conversation between the two. Scratching the side of my cheek, I altered my gaze between Amanda and Emma before finally settling on Emma.

"What did you say that your father's name was?"

Emma looked at me strangely.

"You don't know who my father is… ?" She paused and furrowed her brows. "No, never mind. It's not like he's some sort of big shot celebrity. Why should I expect everyone to know his name?"

"His name is Oliver."

Amanda answered for her, and I found myself blinking several times again.

"Oliver?"

"Yes."

Only after Amanda confirmed it once more was I finally convinced that I didn't hear incorrectly.

'Oliver? Why is his name different?'

This wasn't the name that I knew of.

I looked at Emma.

"By chance, do you know of anyone that goes by the name Waylan?"

Perhaps he was still called Waylan, but went by a different name in front of people? It wasn't impossible.

…Or so I thought.

"Waylan? No, I've never heard of him before."

Emma looked at Amanda.

"Do you know what he's talking about?"

"No."

"I see."

I had no choice but to give up when I saw that neither of the two knew who Waylan was.

'I guess it makes sense in some way.'

Even though everyone I interacted with in this world had the same name as the ones in my world, it wasn't impossible for some others to have names that were different.

After all, this was a different world, and its history was completely different. The fact that their names were the same was the odd part.

'Well, whatever.'

I shrugged the thought off. It didn't seem like a big deal.

Ding―!

Right then, I received a notification on my watch. I smiled when I looked at it.

'They're faster than I expected.'

[Ashton City Community Orphanage―Middlestone Street 56.

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able to catch a glimpse of Octavious's memories, the orphanage was the

as far as Octavious's memories

we will

"Mhm."

from the window of the car revealed a run-down neighborhood. There were no towering structures, and most of the homes

the Green Paw Guild, I felt as if my life suddenly became simpler.

thanks to them that I was able to find the orphanage this

"We have arrived."

out. Coming around, he

is up

was uncannily similar to the way it appeared in the memories I saw. It was probably a little bit more rundown, but other

for me

"That's okay."

the distant chapel, I shook my head. From the exterior, nothing seemed amiss. It

as if this was just

I can

toward the chapel. Secretly, I started to channel my

then whoever this

how may I

was a different nun than the one from Octavious's memories. She

I greeted her politely.

a look. You see, my wife and I have

"Ah."

up, and she

if that isn't great

led me toward

moment. I will contact the

"Thank you."

Creak―!

nun pushed it open, revealing a dark interior lit only

air was heavy with the scent

draped in tattering black cloth and the walls were adorned

'There it is.'

chapel stood a familiar statue. Its marble surface was chipped and stained. Clearly from

a stop, and I stared

'It looks normal.'

statue was… just a statue. Observing it from where I was, there didn't seem to be anything

something since I can now control a

seem to be the

interested in the

I looked up, I saw an elderly nun making her

my eyes at her

'She seems familiar.'

Something about being in her presence was soothing, and it made me want to put

that sort of impression that

I didn't outwardly display my

indeed interested in

took a few steps forward, and curiously looked at

seen such a statue

caressing the statue next to her. "Our chapel doesn't

"Hm?"

I cocked my head.

"That's rather interesting."

of worship. If they weren't worshipping a god, what were they

interested in taking a

what I had said to the other nun at the entrance, I nodded my

and I are

"Is that so?"

and I found myself frowning. For some reason, it felt as though I

very long time, and it wasn't a pleasant sensation by any stretch of the imagination. Especially

"Is there something wrong?"

Her smile was unsettling.

out with someone

shook her head. "It's just that we don't appreciate

"Hm?"

I raised my brow.

"Lie?"

"Mhm."

her head. She then gently

me. You're not here for the children.