A little boy carefully ran over to Laesto, interrupting his train of thought. The child was holding two grilled squid skewers, one in each hand.0

The little boy's dark brown hair looked like a pot lid covering his head. "Mister, are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?"0

Laesto's lips parted to a terrifying smile. He shook his head gently and said, "No need. You can go ahead and eat it."0

The little boy smiled shyly as he held out the snack in his hand. "If you're hungry, you can have this. I know what it feels like to be hungry, and don't worry about me; Mom has prepared dinner for us at home."0

Laesto was about to say something when he caught sight of the faint scars on the back of the little boy's hand. He felt inexplicably...0