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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that I was able to catch a glimpse of Octavious's memories, the orphanage was the one thing that stood out

memories led

will

"Mhm."

neighborhood. There were no towering structures, and most of the homes

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

to them that I was able to find the

"We have arrived."

and the driver got out. Coming

orphanage is up

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

me to

"That's okay."

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

as if this was just a

I can go back on

I fixed my clothes and moved toward the chapel. Secretly,

this

the orphanage; how

was a different nun than the one from Octavious's memories. She seemed rather young, and what

I greeted her politely.

You see, my wife

"Ah."

lit up,

if that isn't great

me toward the

for a moment. I will contact

"Thank you."

Creak―!

nun pushed it open, revealing a dark interior lit only by the flickering

heavy with the

lighting, I looked around to notice the pews were draped in tattering black cloth and the walls were adorned with faded paintings that were no longer discernible. There was something unsettling

'There it is.'

stood a familiar statue. Its marble surface was chipped and stained. Clearly from the wear of

to a stop, and I stared at the statue from where

'It looks normal.'

just a statue. Observing it from where I

I'd be able to notice something since I can now control

seem to be the

you interested

heard a distant voice. When I looked up, I saw an elderly

squinted my eyes at her

'She seems familiar.'

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

was that sort of impression that made

didn't outwardly display my wariness and merely smiled at

indeed interested

curiously

life, and I've never seen such a statue

to her. "Our chapel doesn't belong to

"Hm?"

I cocked my head.

"That's rather interesting."

chapel was a place of worship. If they weren't worshipping

say that you were interested in taking a child for

by the nun's unexpected question, but recalling what I had said to the other

I are looking to

"Is that so?"

smiled, and I found myself frowning. For some reason, it felt as though I was being seen

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

"Is there something wrong?"

Her smile was unsettling.

out with someone that has

"It's

"Hm?"

I raised my brow.

"Lie?"

"Mhm."

nodded her head. She

has already revealed everything to me. You're not here