The boy called ‘Captain’ was born a gypsy.

From a young age, he wandered and begged with only his mother.

But even if they shared oatmeal, those were happy times because he had family.

However, misfortune soon came.

Perhaps the reason for that misfortune was the Captain’s special ability.

Since childhood, he saw the future in his dreams. That future wasn’t anything grand.

Just things like tomorrow the village will be painted, people who hate gypsies will appear and kill them…

The Captain, amazed at predicting such futures, excitedly told his mother, but she scolded him for a long time.

Even if you can know the future.

And later… even if you see something before your eyes.

Don’t let anyone find out you have spiritual abilities, and never speak of it.

Right after those words, his mother distanced herself from the Captain.

And she left for the border region of Mercy, saying she would serve a noble person.

Leaving the Captain alone at the orphanage.

She said she would come back, that she would definitely save money and find him…

But the Captain thought to himself.

His mother often watched him with a strange look when he saw odd things. Thinking back now, it was probably contempt.

If it wasn’t contempt, she wouldn’t have abandoned him at the orphanage.

So the Captain behaved quite well at the orphanage.

Pretending not to see anything. Pretending to just be an ordinary street captain.

It wasn’t actually difficult. There were precognitive dreams that hit his mind as soon as he came to the orphanage, but he could just swallow them between his teeth.

At least until that ‘brown-haired boy’ came to the orphanage.

But after meeting that boy, the Captain changed.

The Captain stared at Sien.

“He killed animals.”

“…What?”

“He piled up animal carcasses as a joke. Cats, dogs, birds, everything died.”

“…”

It was unbelievable.

That such a small boy would do such a thing. To powerless, lovable animals.

“Kid, what would you do if you were me?”

“…”

Sien looked at him without answering.

“Would you just leave a kid who’ll become a future murderer, no, an animal killer?”

“…If we call the police…”

At Sien’s small words, he laughed dejectedly.

“In our gypsy alley, there are no knights or police who care about a few dead animals. People die in droves too.”

As Sien stood still, he quietly opened his mouth.

“You’re struggling too? If it’s such a difficult question, just ignore it and move on. I’ll reform him in my own way.”

A rough voice.

A trembling Adam’s apple.

“Are you saying you’ll fix violence with violence?”

He hesitated for a moment after speaking fluently, then answered.

“…Yeah. Maybe he’ll realize what he did was garbage.”

Sien looked at him quietly.

And as she turned away with a hollow laugh, she realized.

That the premise of what the Captain was saying was strange.

“Captain!”

Fortunately, however, he turned back to me at my call.

“I know he kills animals.”

“…Yeah.”

“But how do you know he’ll become a murderer in the future?”

At that moment, our eyes met.

In that moment, I was certain.

The blue hair illuminated by sunlight instantly changed to brown.

I don’t know how a faint brown shines through blue hair, but nonetheless, this child met the conditions Melodia mentioned.

An honest yet rough way of speaking.

Brown hair visible only when light shines on it, and the very faint mole under his lips that only someone scrutinizing the Captain’s face closely could see.

If so, the Captain, this child… is none other than.

“Because I can see the future and do magic.”

The magician I was looking for, and whom Melodia desperately sought but ultimately rejected.

“You don’t have to believe me if it’s unbelievable. Who would believe such a thing?”

I stared at him intently.

“No, I believe you.”

The Captain’s eyes widened at my firm words. As if it was the first time someone had believed his words, they grew very large.

I should probe him about the future content I saw in the original work.

The knowledge from the original is only in my head. If he’s a fake magician, this boy couldn’t possibly know that information.

I looked at him intently and said emphatically.

“Captain, I believe in your potential.”

Unfortunately my words came out slightly awkward, but perhaps he couldn’t be harsh to someone who believed in him.

The Captain, who had been quietly looking at me, said:

“Hey, Sien Mirmored. If you believe me.”

“…Yeah.”

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

There was no good solution. But I couldn’t just leave him like this.

I grabbed his hand tightly and said:

“…Captain, I’m Sien Mirmored.”

“What?”

“Do you not know what kind of family the Mirmored house is?”

He made an “Ah” sound at my words.

“The villain… family.”

Saying that and glancing at me, he was just like a young child.

I nodded, showing my tiny front teeth like a baby rabbit.

“I’ll take him and make him a good person.”

“…But you’re the villain family.”

“We make good people too. We have lots of prisons!”

It was true.

As much as there were many villains, they also made those villains into useful people.

For example, turning a murderer who killed ordinary citizens into a dark hero who killed vile criminals.

I believe in people’s fate, but I also believe that humans can change through effort.

Left alone like this, that child could become a murderer who kills ordinary people, but if educated, he could be reborn as a dark hero who kills ‘bad guys’.

The reason I’m going this far is for the future citizens, but also…

“You come with me too, Captain!”

…to bring the Captain, the magician I dreamed of.

“Go with you?”

The Captain looked at me with a dumbfounded expression.

I shouted towards him.

“Yeah! I’ll adopt you!”

After saying that, I opened my eyes like a rabbit.

‘Oh no, not adoption. A 5-year-old can’t adopt a 10-year-old!’

Looking at the shocked Captain, I tapped my mouth and said:

“No, I’ll just raise you!”

Come with me, Captain!

I waited for his answer with sparkling eyes.

At my words about raising him, the Captain hesitated before opening his mouth.

“Sorry, but my mom abandoned me.”

“Huh?”

I nodded and looked at him.

He said with a puzzled face, as if to emphasize:

“I’m not someone who should be raised by anyone. Even my mom abandoned me, you know?”

“Aha. I’ll still raise you!”

The Captain’s face turned pale at my unwavering words.

“…This isn’t right. I’ve never seen you taking me away even in my dreams.”

“Mmm, that’s right.”

Of course. My meeting the Captain probably wasn’t a predetermined future.

“…I’m much bigger than a little kid like you. You can’t raise me.”

I crossed my arms and solemnly rebutted.

“I’ll make you pretty.”

The Captain’s cheeks flushed bright red.

“I-I don’t need that.”

But his raised corners of his mouth made it unconvincing. Feeling like he would give in with just a little more, I put my hands on my waist and shook my head.

“No. You need it. I’m taking you!”

“…Are you really taking me? No one needs a kid as big as me? You’re not some weirdo, are you?”

He looked at me with suspicious eyes.

It was a repeated question, but I answered sincerely.

Yeah, he can be this suspicious even when offered to be raised!

“Yeah! I’m not weird!”

“Then…”

He looked at me quietly. This atmosphere, it feels like he’s about to say he’ll follow me…!

Sure enough, he looked at me with determined eyes and said:

“Mom…”

Slightly frustrated by my misread intuition, I tilted my head.

“Huh? Mom?”

He didn’t say anything more and just moved his lips silently.

I’m a sharp little kid. What reason would an orphanage child have to talk about their mom and set conditions?

Instead of prying into why he closed his mouth, I smiled brightly and answered.

“If you come with me, I’ll find your mom too!”

“…Really?”

Though trying to hide it, a child is still a child. Seeing how he brightened at the mention of finding his mom.

“Yeah!”

I didn’t have a proper mom in my past life, and I don’t have one in this life either. So I don’t know exactly what that emotion in the Captain’s eyes is, but that’s okay.

“Promise!”

I made a ‘promise’ pose with my thumb and pinky outstretched, then held out my hand to him. I even hoped everything was resolved now, but the Captain just stared at me with suspicious eyes.

“…Do you need my prophecy ability?”

Since the other person is the honest Captain, it would be better for me to be honest too.

“Yeah.”

He carefully said to me.

“Then the other ordinary kids without prophecy abilities… are they not needed?”

The Captain seemed to have grown quite attached to the other ordinary children, as he rolled his eyes nervously, clearly showing signs of tension.

I could fully understand his feelings. Even I had started to like the children today while fiddling with bread.

Watching the kids throw flour around and giggle was fun, so I quickly made up my mind.

“I can’t bring them to the family, but I’ll sponsor this orphanage in my dad’s name.”

For a moment I was slightly worried.

Because as a five-year-old kid, I don’t have money yet.

I suddenly felt keenly that money is needed to survive.

Having many people but no money means, literally, that talent can be easily stolen.

‘When I get home, let’s check in detail about the successful businesses from the original work.’

There were certainly many items that caused a sensation in the original.

There should be quite a few things I can apply too. For example, grandmother’s poison business, or sister Delphia’s magic item business, or the maid sisters’ exercise business.

I reminded myself of this fact again and again as I looked at the Captain.

And while I was firmly resolving, the Captain…

“…Since you’re going that far, I’ll trust you for now.”

Nodded his head saying he would trust me.

The Captain, though he looked a bit like a delinquent on the outside, had a somewhat pure side.

To immediately grab my hand and stamp a promise without even writing a contract.

“…First, find my mom. She said she was going to the Mercy region.”

For a moment I bit my lip, flustered at the mention of the Mercy region.

…Wait a minute.

If it’s the Mercy region, that’s the border area where Axel Mirmored is. The place where a fierce war is being waged.