9 Ch.9| People Call Her Zuna (1/2)

”You don't know?” Once again, Arius had a question.

”Not really.” Dante put his seatbelt on. He looked as if they were talking about something simple.

”Where are you from?”

”Not here.”

Arius didn't know what else to ask, he couldn't think of anything but he felt that he needed to ask someting. He started the car and drove off,he stayed silence for a bit.

”Do you know anyone from 'Not here'?” He was really curious.

Dante thought for a moment, ”My brother.”

”Your brother. What's his name? Do you know where he is?” Arius didn't originally think too much when Dante was given to him. It was only after Dante had to guess at his age.

”Asrael. I don't know where the idiot is though.” Dante said flatly. The use of the term 'idiot' was self explanatory.

”You don't like your brother?” He asked warily.

”I'm always cleaning up after him.” Dante's perfect English and use of phrases could shock any normal person. Arius had seen a lot of cases with abandoned or orphaned children, but Dante was rather different. He had a few similar cases, but it felt like Dante wasn't like the average orphan, or mistreated child.

”By 'cleaning up', what do you mean?” Arius felt that Dante was rather mature for his age. It was worrisome to say the least.

”He gets into so much trouble, I'm always the one to make things seem normal.”

”It's not normal? Why? Is it something about your parents?” Arius was visibly worried at that point.

”I've never met my parents. My brother was the one taking care of me,” Dante looked up at Arius like a child seeking warmth and protection, which he was. ”But now you're here.” It made Arius pause.

”Next time we go somewhere, you should ride in the back. The passenger seat is too dangerous for a kid your age.” Arius focused his gaze on the road while his mind seemed to wander.