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

as far as Octavious's memories led me, but

we will be

"Mhm."

neighborhood. There were no towering structures, and

my life suddenly became simpler. In addition to having an excellent information network, they also provided

no thanks to them that I was able

"We have arrived."

got out. Coming around, he

orphanage is

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

for me to wait

"That's okay."

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

as if this was just a regular

can leave; I can go back

toward the chapel. Secretly,

whoever this Protector was… they weren't something that

to the orphanage; how may I

Octavious's memories. She

I greeted her politely.

see, my wife and I

"Ah."

lit up, and she

if that

led me toward

contact the head

"Thank you."

Creak―!

the nun pushed it open, revealing a dark

with the scent of

notice the pews were draped in tattering black cloth and the walls were adorned

'There it is.'

marble surface was chipped and stained. Clearly

a stop, and I stared at the

'It looks normal.'

it from where I

something since I can now control

seem to

interested in

a distant voice. When I looked up, I saw an elderly nun making her way toward the

eyes at her

'She seems familiar.'

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

sort of impression that made me warier

outwardly display my wariness and

indeed interested in

steps forward, and curiously looked at the statue while

many churches in my life, and I've never seen such a statue before.

question I'm very used to." The nun smiled, caressing the statue next to her. "Our chapel doesn't belong to a religious branch. You can say that this statue does not depict

"Hm?"

I cocked my head.

"That's rather interesting."

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

you were interested in taking

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

my wife and I are looking to

"Is that so?"

reason, it felt as though I was being seen through at this very

a 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 that has

nun shook her head. "It's just

"Hm?"

I raised my brow.

"Lie?"

"Mhm."

head. She then

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