The boy known as ‘Captain’ was born into a gypsy family.

From a young age, he roamed the streets with his wandering mother, begging for a living.

However, even when they shared a meal of oatmeal, those were happy times because he had family.

But misfortune soon found them.

Perhaps the reason for this misfortune was the ability the Captain possessed.

From a young age, he saw the future in his dreams. That future wasn’t anything remarkable.
Just predicting the future like, “Tomorrow we’ll be painting the town, and people who dislike the gypsies will come and try to kill them”…

The Captain, amazed at having predicted such a future, proudly told his mother. In return, his mother scolded him for a long time.

Even if you can see the future.

And later… even if something appears right in front of your eyes.

Never let anyone know you have spiritual abilities, and never, ever talk about it to anyone.
Immediately after saying that, the mother distanced herself from the Captain.

And she left for the border area, Mercy, saying that she would serve a noble person.

Leaving the Captain alone in the orphanage.

She said she would come back, and she promised to gather money and find him, but…

The Captain secretly thought.

His mother often watched him with a strange look because he saw strange things. Looking back now, it was probably contemptuous.
If it wasn’t contempt, she wouldn’t have abandoned him at the orphanage.

So the Captain behaved quite well at the orphanage.

As if he didn’t see anything. He pretended to be an ordinary alley leader.

In reality, it wasn’t too difficult. As soon as he came to the orphanage, there were visions striking his head, but he just swallowed them.

At least until the ‘brown-haired boy’ came to the orphanage.
But since meeting that boy, the Captain changed.

The Captain stared at Cien intently.

“He killed animals.”

“What?”

“He would play around with animal corpses. Cats, dogs, birds, you name it, they all ended up dead.”

…

It was an unbelievable fact.

That little boy did such a thing. To defenseless, lovely animals.

“Kid, what would you do if you were in that situation?”

…

Cien didn’t answer; she just looked at him.
“Are you just going to leave a kid who might become a future killer, no, a kid who kills animals?”

“…If you call the police…”

At Cien’s small words, he seemed to let out a rueful laugh.

“We don’t have knights or police officers worrying about a few dead animals in our gypsy alley. People die here too.”

As Cien stood silently, he spoke quietly.
“You’re troubled too? If it’s such a difficult question, just ignore it and move on. I’ll reform them my way.”

A rough voice.

A resounding echo.

“Are you going to fix violence with violence?”

He hesitated for a moment as he spoke in a self-righteous manner.

“…Yeah. If I realize that what I did was garbage, I might wake up.”

Cien watched him in silence.

And with a bitter laugh, as he turned away, she realized.
The premise of the Captain’s words was strange.

“This is a time divider.”

“Captain!”

But fortunately, he turned back to me at my call.

“I know you kill animals.”

“…Yeah.”

“But Captain, how do you know he’s going to become a murderer in the future?”

For a moment, our gazes met.

In that moment, I became certain.

The blue hair, glistening in the sunlight, changed to brown in an instant.
We can’t know how the subtle brown hair appears from the blue hair, but even so, that child met Melodia’s conditions.

A straightforward yet rough way of speaking.

The brown hair that only becomes visible in the light and even the very faint mark beneath the lips that only someone who thoroughly examines the Captain’s face can see.

So, the Captain, that child… Right.

“I can see the future and perform sorcery.”
The sorcerer I had been searching for, the one Melodia had desperately sought but ultimately rejected.

“If you don’t believe, it’s okay. Who would believe in this kind of thing, anyway?”

I stared at him intently.

“No, I believe.”

My firm words made the Captain’s eyes widen. It was as if, for the first time, someone had believed in his words, and it was a very significant moment.

I should ask him about the contents of the future as seen in the original work.
The knowledge from the original work exists only in my mind. If this boy is a fake sorcerer, he couldn’t possibly know that knowledge.

I stared at him intently and said with determination, “Captain, believe in your potential.”

Unfortunately, my words came out slightly hesitant, but could I be rude to someone who believed in themselves?

The Captain, who had been looking at me silently, spoke.
“Hey, Sien Mirmord. Trust me.”

“……Okay.”

“Just leave me alone. I’ll reform him properly.”

I had no sharp wit, but I couldn’t just leave him like this.

I firmly held his hand and said, “Captain, I’m Sien Mirmord.”

“What?”

“Do you know what the Mirmord family is like?”

At my words, he made a sound like, “Ah.”

“Villain…family.”

That’s what he said, and he was a child who looked at me sneakily, without any sense of guilt.