"Then follow what these people say and work properly! Hehe, thank you very much!

That said, he was pushed on his back a long time and pushed towards the person.

Yes, he offered to take me as his adopted daughter, to the man...

To date, there have been several adopted children.

But that was to the extent that I was alone or not in a few years.

Naturally. Sickness, accidents, wars, bandits, and more. People die a lot, and more and more orphans.

Assuming there were couples who wanted children, one or both of their brothers and sisters, relatives, friends, etc., who had left their children behind and died. Those who died with both parents, those who have one parent but are not in a position to raise their children in the end, and so on...

So instead of removing the red others from the orphanage, it is normal to take such 'children where they are not friends they do not know', and there are never many who take children out of the orphanage who do not know the circumstances or blood muscles.

I can't help it. After taking it away and raising it for years, he said, 'We'll take care of our own old age, so give my child back!' Cause sometimes they yell at 'self-proclaimed/true parents' claiming they don't even know if they're lying or true, or they ask for money, or they're forced to take away the kids they raised because of...

Still, very rarely did someone say they wanted to pick up the orphan, and if such a person showed up, they were supposed to thoroughly examine the person's circumstances and identity, hand him over if there were no problems, and then check on the child regularly.

... Until six months ago.

Six months ago, 'Uncle', whose father 'cried because of his old age, who long ago threw his personal belongings and founded an orphanage and continued to run it for decades, left the rest to him... Things have changed since his father was the only one...

I was adopted at about the same pace every two to three months, and a new child arrived, as if to replenish the portion.

And for some reason, it's not this country, it's another country.

How could you bother coming from another country when each country has an orphanage, and there are so many children who can't even get into one...

We all wondered, but there was no way we could do anything about it, and even when I asked the adults, they just laughed at me for saying, 'I guess I envy the child my adopted son gave me'.

And my turn came, and when I was eight years old, a middle-sized merchant from a neighboring country gave me adoption.

Yes, "as an adopted daughter," they should have given it to me.

... But what awaited me when I arrived at a merchant's house in a neighboring country was not my life as a daughter of a merchant, but an employee working unpaid early in the morning to late at night,... No, my life as a slave.

... different story.

I should have been welcomed as an adopted daughter. That's why I heard you went through a review of the orphanage pick-up.

But for some reason, on the paperwork, it seems that I am supposed to be a 'fifty years' salary advance, a resident servant ', who was a de facto slave.

... deceived.

Yes, I thought 'Uncle', unfamiliar with running the orphanage, would have been fooled by these people for lack of investigation. The number of adopted children was much lower during "Father," so maybe the screening was slower.

So it took me nearly a year to check the situation, find out the way back to the orphanage, the distance, what I needed for it, and secretly save the minimum road bank.

... I had a hard time saving money to buy a few days' worth of hard-baked bread by saving the money I received from customers and the iron coins I picked up on the side of the road while I didn't get paid.

Nojuku at night. And if you keep walking in the woods eating grass and nuts, you don't need that much money.

Besides, of course, I'm going to sneak inside the store when I run away and take as much skin bags to put water in, food, and anything else that's going to be money.

Burglary? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Besides, I don't think you'll be guilty if it's necessary to escape the kidnappers who lied and grabbed me, and the perpetrators of the illegal slave trade.

Yeah, no problem.

And by the time I was almost ready, I was nine years old, and it was time to start feeling in danger.

... Yes, of 'those aspects'...

Also, around that time, a six-year-old boy was taken from a different orphanage than I was.

... adoption, in the name of.

Of course that entity, like me, is a slave-like unpaid workforce.

The 'seniors' who have been bought before me have given up everything already or just spent their days apathetically. But this kid, who resembles Jesse, who was nostalgic to me when I was in the orphanage, hasn't been stained with giving up and despair yet. And on the face of it, he's nostalgic to me for some reason, pretending to be submissive.

Suddenly, I rescheduled and decided to take this kid with me.

What, the travel speed just drops a little and the consumption of food just doubles. It's no big deal.

And wait for 'that day'......

"Wake up, Aral..."

"Mmm..."

Tell Aral of Sleeping Love (Neppo) Eye (Manako), with a small voice, softly.

"I'm getting out of here.... you want to come with me?

"Ugh! Follow everywhere!!

Alar is a resourceful child. Sleeping eyes opened excitedly, and with a small voice, but he nodded forcefully saying so.

"Superior! All right, start the operation!!

I know where to store skin bags, preserved food, and change. I wasn't working for Dada for a year. Pack what you need from one end into the bag.

The amount that could be carried alone was strictly calculated, and the type and amount of things to take was clearly determined. Besides, we recalculated the amount of aral consumed and able to hold, and quickly proceeded to prepare.

All the money, more than silver coins, is in the safe, but iron and copper coins prepared as change are in desk drawers with easy locks. Because it's not a lot of money.

... That's easy to open if you feel like it.

This is not 'stealing'.

Of my one-year salary, I just need you to pay a very small portion.

And the rest, get paid in a different way.... in a more intense way.

Of the big deal, the important testimony is in the safe.

But small transactions, ordinary documents, memoirs, and schedules of transactions that are not testimonies of money transfers are usually put in desk drawers.

... stuck them all in a bag.

I don't carry it all the time. I'll hit the river nearby, so if it's a temporary amount I can handle, it's fine.

Yes, we need to disrupt the store a little bit and reduce our manpower to find us.

And......

Gently remove the inner key and go outside and paste the paper that was prepared on the door.

The letters were taught to 'fathers' and 'mothers' at the orphanage.

With that awkward letter, I spelled it out thoughtfully, about us "slaves taken as adopted children," about the nasty ways of doing this store, how to evade taxes, double pricing, forgery or rewriting testimonies, and so on...

Business transactions, taxes, calculations of books, etc. were taught in orphanages.

... or I taught him how to do it to help his' father 'who had a worse eye and had difficulty keeping books, and about a year before his' father 'retired, I was entrusted with filling out the orphanage books.

But here I pretended to know nothing. And the chamber owners and wardens who were fine and talked about misconduct even when I was there, thinking I wouldn't understand.

'Look, Meine. Many try to make themselves look more than capable. But if you do that, you'll just let them down when you find out the truth later, won't you? But if you were underestimated the first time, you'd be happy when you know your true strength, wouldn't you? And most importantly,... it's easy to do things when they're making fun of themselves and being alert.'

Yes, Father taught me.

Also, if you are deceived and exploited, make sure you lose more than the profits the other person gets from it.

Otherwise, they will exploit the same from the next prey.

That's why we need to remind the orphanage kids that if they put their hands on them, they will lose a lot of money.

That if I cry to sleep, it's not just my loss, but a lot of juniors will feed on the flavored ones.

And taught many more things.

'In the worst case scenario, stab him with your enemy. That way we can at least protect a large number of juniors'

"Strike your enemies as hard as you can, and make them lose room to serve you over here"

'Fuel him with anger and feed him to a fierce ego! That way, the power of invincibility springs up......'

'Those who have nothing to lose, they are invincible!

Before opening the orphanage, I wonder what you were doing, 'Father'......

And how did you get funding to open an orphanage......

But maybe that teaching is right. So I keep and obey that teachings.

"... All right, get out!

He then affixed the same paper to the door of the commercial guild, the standing sign of the square for public relations and several other places, fleeing the city.

Nothing, it's not a fortified city. It didn't mean the city was surrounded by walls, so there was no obstacle to getting out of the city.

All you have to do is walk for a nostalgic home, an orphanage, with Alar!

No matter how many days or dozens of days.

Sip the muddy water, and eat the grass.

... go home.

I'll definitely be home.

Um, to the orphanage where my people are...

... why is that staring at your sister with a dagger, 'supposedly killed at least a few dozen, murderer's eye', and being targeted with something like a special weapon that obviously looks more powerful than a bow...

"" Hiya!!

Aral and I accidentally jumped back and forth (Susa) and got buttcakes.

"Ko, don't kill me!!

At that time, neither I nor Alar thought.

That was the beginning of our glorious days….