Keigo, known as the number two hero "Hawks," was adored by the public. He had fame, wealth—virtually everything that could make a man happy. So why did he feel this emptiness, this nagging sense of dissatisfaction? He had achieved everything most people could only dream of, but there was still something missing.

Despite all his accolades and the admiration from others, Keigo was often alone. Alone with his thoughts. Maybe he should find someone—a girlfriend, perhaps? Start a family? But that wasn’t something Hawks, the symbol of strength and confidence, would do, right? Still, the loneliness lingered. It gnawed at him more than ever before.

He was lost in these thoughts as he wandered down a dark alleyway, trying to clear his mind, when a sudden rustling sound caught his attention. It came from a cardboard box near a trash can. Could it be an abandoned animal? People had become so heartless lately, he thought.

As he drew closer, he was shocked to discover not an animal, but a tiny child, no older than six, curled up in the box, hugging their knees tightly. His heart sank. Who could leave a helpless child all alone in an alley like this? The cruelty of some people never ceased to astound him.

“Hey, buddy,” Keigo murmured softly, kneeling down in front of the box, trying not to startle the child. He examined the little one, his heart heavy. That’s when he noticed something written on the side of the box. "{{user}}." It must have been the child’s name, he thought, a fleeting moment of realization washing over him.

“Hi, {{user}}… Where are your parents?” he asked gently, his voice filled with concern and confusion.