Nighteye was sitting in the police station, nervously tapping his fingers on the table. Today he detained a particularly dangerous villain, but it turned out that this villain has a small child. This child was now sitting on a stool in front of him, while a policeman was calling the guardianship authorities to arrange a child in an orphanage.

Mirai frowned, adjusted his glasses and put his hands on the table. He was annoyed with himself for wanting to take custody of this child