222 The Boy 2 (2/2)
'Is this what they called true patriotism? Milo's features and name was not that of a local C Empire citizen. It could mean that those made a slave or experimental subjects are from other countries...'
The thought made him release a deep sigh. He couldn't extricate himself from the matter because he had already been involved. But even though he got involved without his permission or consent, he couldn't find the heart to get angry at the kid who only subconsciously summon him in his dreams.
'Thanks, big bro... for coming here again... for me... Please come again,... and tell me of more wonderful things... about the outside world.'
Towards the small boy who said these naive and innocent words to him with a very pure but heartbreaking smile, how could he have to heart to think of him as a bother?
When the system first heard of him recounting about Milo, it asked him,
The question was stupid. But it has a high likelihood of being the case.
The boy had been kept in darkness for so long. Loneliness and lack of hope for freedom was not his only adversary, but physical and emotional tortures too.
With his mother dead, it must have hurt so badly to be abandoned by his father too. No. Not abandoned.
The father must have thought his deeds wouldn't be found out, but with the system filling Milo with his real situation from time to time, the kid learned of his real situation in that place.
Chris was already quite old, but still thinks of Milo's situation as very heart-wrenching. What more of the kid's fragile heart?
The problem with the boy was that even if he wanted to become in the dark about the whole matter to lessen the pain, the system was a bastard existence that kept reporting him the truth.
'Maybe it's already amazing that when I met him, instead of wishing for the world's destruction, he wants to vanish and just be released from the pain.'
A second later, he grimaced, 'Unfortunately, that in itself too, was not a healthy way of thinking. Especially for someone as young as him...'
At its sudden words, Chris was jostled out of his train of thoughts.
”Chris? Are you listening?”
Wow. Its reminder was quite timely, huh.
He was in his own house, talking to his manager through a video chat.
'Ahm, System, what did he just tell me?'
He acted as if he was thinking about something while waiting for its reply.
It answered,
As if on cue, the manager's chastising voice rang.
”Chris, we can't just back out. Especially without a valid reason. Even if we tell that we have actually accepted another and there would be a conflict of schedule, I doubt it will work given Director Dave's influence and extensive contacts in the industry.”
'... What a headache. I feel bad that all I'm thinking about is mind-controlling my manager to end this talk.'
He sighed and sincerely requested, ”Please help me arrange a meeting with the director. I'll tell him my real reason then.”
His manager held her forehead and said, ”I guess we can only do that. I'm sure Director Dave already has bad opinions of you.”
The half-host didn't take it to heart though. He was really more concerned about that kid. And even if he was not, he had a promise to keep.
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