--When and what did I fail?

Sid looked back on his life as his consciousness was struck by the agony of flying.

Sid was in the orphanage from the moment he got to his heart's content. I don't know my parents' names, I don't know their faces, I don't know my real name.

The name Sid is given by the director of the orphanage.

The environment in the orphanage was poor.

Education is not taken for granted, and meals consist of one meal a day, but only crude bread and soup.

He was given work from morning to night and treated exactly like a slave, but because Sid knew only the world, he thought it was normal and spent a considerable number of years in the orphanage.

In the meantime, one day, Paul, a fellow orphanager at the same orphanage, heard a horrible thing about his hair.

Later on, it turns out that the orphanage was running a secret business against a pervert excited by a kid's man.

Paul, who looks good, says he was made to deal with the perverts at night.

Sid, who had no knowledge at the time, instinctively understood how unusual it was.

The night Sid found out, he beat the director and escaped with his fellow orphanagers.

Perhaps that was the first failure. If we had planned more carefully and escaped, this might not have happened.

Sid and the others then moved around the city.

In order for Sid, who could not read or write, to live, he had to steal, but apparently Sid had a talent for stealing, and the money gathered up as funny as it was.

As time came, Sid began to have his own policy, the so-called aesthetic of evil.

Don't steal from the weak. It is common to steal only from rich people.

I think it was probably a cause to justify our activities.

I didn't feel guilty enough to steal from the rich. Rather, they even thought it was a natural right for themselves, who had been weak since they were born.

Against this background, Sid's activities gradually escalated.

This is the second failure.

They were unexpectedly talented, justified their actions, and came to a place where they could no longer return.

If they had been caught somewhere, if they had quit their activities somewhere, this would not have happened.

The organization of Sid and his friends in the orphanage became known as the Sid Bandits, and eventually Guren's knights chased him.

Guren's knights, not the police, were under Guren's jurisdiction, probably because of the power of dirty adults trying to keep the orphanage secret.

The Sid Bandits came to this Merrill Star, chased by Guren's knights.

This is the third failure. If I had chosen another city, I would have been destined differently.

I finally got involved with the bad guys in this city.

Sid was an amateur in negotiating with villains, even though he had a talent for stealing.

It seems that we were the only ones who thought it was a reciprocal negotiation, and they thought it was their only chance of exposing the stolen goods without risk.

In other words, the Sid bandits were conveniently used by evil professionals.

"Hah... oh dear. Well then, I can't help it. Let's kill one. Yeah, I'm gonna kill you right now. I'm going to kill you. When you use words like that, you have to be prepared to be killed.

I heard such a word and my consciousness returned.

When it clings, it sounds like iron is pulled. The muzzle was pointed at Paul.

Blood came out of my head and I woke up.

"... stop it"

Sid begged. The inside of my mouth was cut and the rhythm didn't go well.

"Well, can you tell me where the stolen goods are?

"... we'd better let these guys go first."

"... it's a parallel line. In the meantime, I'll kill you. If you don't kill one person, you won't be able to tell me the truth. Oh, dear. It's a lot of trouble."

- Yeah, that's right. Maximum and ultimate failure.

That puts our fellow orphanagers in danger.

I want to go back. I want to start over. Ever since I didn't dye my hands for evil. From scratch.

If you can't do that, at least I want to atone for all my sins and live the rest of my life.

But it was too late to hope so.

It's already blocked in all directions.

It's intuitive to know that these people aren't going to let themselves go. Tell us where the stolen goods are, and we'll get rid of them soon.

We have to buy time and wait for the situation to change.

I don't have any, but that's exactly what I'm talking about.

When I thought so, I saw something black coming down.

I made a heavy footstep, and it landed.

Someone in a black costume stood here all of a sudden.

Strong faces gathered to hear the noise.

What the hell is this?

Suddenly Sid forgot the pain and stared at his black outfit.

"Hmm, are you one of them?

The man who was torturing Sid pointed a gun at the mysterious person and asked.

"I (c) 'temporary key'." Explorer Nalli "

He said such a mysterious thing.