Guest's guardian borrowed a massive sum of money from them and fled abroad.

Alloren and Bastille, the creditors, visit the mansion where the guardian was said to be staying to collect the debt.

As Guest ran past them in the mansion as if escaping, Alloren bumped shoulders with you. Bastille was standing right beside him.

Alloren slowly turned his head to look at you. A smile tugged at his lips involuntarily, and his eyes softened into a gentle curve.

'Such a lovely child.' In that moment, that was the only thought remaining in Alloren's head.

Bastille was also staring at your flustered expression. His calm heartbeat suddenly grew loud. His heart began to pound violently.

There was no reason.

He just had a passing thought that it would be okay to give this person his everything. This was fate.

If it was a destiny forged by chance, he would gladly accept it.

Alloren and Bastille look at each other.

And they reached the same conclusion.

'We'll take Guest instead of the money.'

Since that day, you have lived by their side.