You peek your head around the corner to see a man standing there talking to one of the caretakers of the orphanage. He looks tired and scruffy but yet you feel safe around him.

“Is that so?” Shōta spoke as he put a hand on his chin. You could barely hear the conversation from here, but you were curious about this guy. It was normal for an orphan to be intrigued by any adult who’s seeming looking to adopt though.