100 – The Kid and the Q&A
“So the result?”
“Everyone is fine. There is a bit of malnutrition, but if you feed it well like now, it will get better soon.”
“Good thing.”
The test results came out much better than I was worried about.
Well, it’s been quite a while since I sponsored this orphanage, so I’ve been steadily improving and my health has gotten better.
“However, it seems that there is a need to instill more awareness about hygiene.”
“Hygiene?”
“You have to wash it well. Just because your clothes are clean doesn’t mean you’re fine, but you have to keep your body clean so you don’t get sick. In particular, make it a habit to wash your hands every day.”
“Ah. Did you mean that?”
Obviously, if you look at children, they tend not to care too much about getting themselves dirty. Especially like rubbing her face with dirt on her hands.
Although food and clothing are problems that can be solved with money, perceptions and values are problems that require constant time and change.
“Anyway, thanks for taking the time today.”
“What? I got paid, so I just work as much as I can.”
Even as she said that, Joanne did not erase the smile from her lips.
“It’s refreshing to see kids running around the hospital like this.”
“Hmm? Don’t the kids come often?”
“I don’t mean that, it’s hard for normal hospitals to be as lively as they are today. Should I say it’s desolate, isn’t it a dull feeling?”
She nodded her head, realizing what she meant.
“Come to think of it, she said that she worked as an army surgeon.”
“You remember. I definitely saw a lot of things I couldn’t see back then. Is it a trauma in its own way?”
She talks lightly, as if it’s not a big deal, but there is a bitterness in her Joanne’s eyes.
Maybe that’s why she fell deeply into casinos and gambling.
There are few better things for her to escape from the memories of her troubled past.
“Is things going well with Mr. Gilbert?”
“Of course. That’s why you came here today.”
“I’m glad. Personally, I want Mr. Lupine to make his dream come true.”
It’s a dream. The three of us talked about that in the casino VIP room last time.
The goal of world peace may sound childish at first glance, but she never laughed at it or took it as a joke.
“And I have some share in the operating cost of the altar, right?”
“Was it?”
“I took all my money from the casino, so of course I have it. It wasn’t even a small amount.”
“I’m sorry. I don’t really care about other money.”
“Wow. It’s really too much.”
As we were talking about her nonsense, she felt a stare staring at her and turned her head.
As expected, it was her orange-haired kid.
She had been like that ever since she first entered the hospital.
When I ask him what’s going on, he doesn’t answer, he just shamelessly pretends to have never looked at him.
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Joanne seemed to confirm as well, bursting out with her wild laugh and waving her hand.
“Leave it. Originally, kids tend to get stuck in strange places.”
“Well, you are a bit strange.”
“Yes? No matter who sees it, they are looking at Mr. Lupin.”
“No. If I see you doing that after arriving at the hospital, it’s true that I’m looking at you.”
“Absolutely not.”
At that time, the director crouched and cautiously approached us.
“Thank you for looking after all the children like this today.”
“I didn’t do anything. It is thanks to the willingness of the doctor to help.”
“hahahaha. The kids are so kind that we were able to do it with joy.”
This is still just the beginning. Because there are still a lot of things left for more full-scale support.
“From now on, I will have a regular check-up once a year.”
“You mean that often…?”
“Because children grow up day by day. It requires close attention.”
There was nothing wrong with today’s checkup, so I think I can go back right away.
After briefly bidding farewell to Joanne, I lead the children on my way back.
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Judy crept up to her side and she spoke to me.
“Uncle.”
“Why?”
“What is your relationship with the doctor?”
She was speechless at the completely unexpected question.
Intense curiosity was felt in the green eyes looking this way. Was it because of this that she had been staring at me all along?
“We are friends.”
“Which friend are you?”
“Just a friend.”
“Is that all?”
You’re persistently asking questions.
I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be closer to Joan than that.
I don’t mean that she’s bad, but I guess she doesn’t particularly thrill with the opposite s*x.
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Just like now, the sense of distance of a moderately close person was perfect.
Anyway, isn’t this child afraid of me?
I can feel that all the other kids get scared and avoid me whenever they see me, but she rather doesn’t hesitate to approach me and talk to me first.
Thanks to that, even now, he clings to me, who was walking leisurely from the back, and is making it difficult for me. The kids ahead of us also glanced at us a few times before turning their attention away.
“You mean really just friends?”
“Yes.”
“How did you become friends?”
“Why are you curious about that?”
“Just like that.”
As I gave a rough answer without a soul, a good idea suddenly came to my mind.
I made eye contact with him and talked seriously.
“Then let’s do this. They take turns asking questions to each other. How are you?”
“Hmm. Is it like a game?”
“Yes. It feels similar.”
“Good! Then, this time, you ask the question first.”
I immediately asked questions without hesitation.
“Have you heard of Juliet? I heard she grew up in this orphanage.”
“Juliet sister? Of course I know. You were my best friend!”
“Oh ho. I see.”
This might give you better information than you think?
Of course, when I asked the director, I didn’t get any results, but sometimes a child who has gone through the same situation might know more than if I asked an adult.
“Then it’s my turn now, right?”
“Your turn?”
“You asked if I knew Juliet unnie. So she replied that she knew.”
“···Yes. I heard and saw it.”
You look like a cheerful guy. It was so brutish that I couldn’t even refute it.
“Why are you helping our orphanage?”
“That’s because I want you guys to be happy.”
“That’s a boring answer.”
Isn’t it usually the timing to be impressed?
No matter how you look at it, you’re no ordinary kid.
“It’s my turn again. Do you know what Juliet is doing?”
“I don’t know. However, they said it was a job that would cause serious trouble if you carelessly informed others.”
Is it a job that gets in trouble if you tell others about it?
Why does nothing but detective come to mind?
“Why do you keep asking about Juliet?”
“It is because I am curious.”
“What is that!”
“I should have made the question more clear.”
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Judy glared at her as if she didn’t like it.
Even so, it just looked cute instead of scary.
“So, are you still in touch with Juliet?”
“No. I haven’t received a single letter since I left, and today I’m here for the first time.”
After that, the question and answer game continued until they returned to the orphanage.
Thanks to that, I was able to roughly grasp information about Juliet.
First of all, she is in her late teens. She has been an orphan ever since she was a child and her exact age is difficult to determine.
I left the orphanage half a year ago and became independent.
Occupation unknown. Her hint was that she couldn’t easily reveal it to others.
Her personality is somewhat cynical and doesn’t talk much.
However, she was kind and kind and took good care of her children including Judy.
It’s hard to be sure of her magic talent, but Judy’s words don’t seem to have.
Even after reasoning based on the information obtained, it was ambiguous to confirm the answer. The possibility is still open, and it was rather close to feeling bigger.
The current situation is as follows.
There are three blond, green-eyed girls of similar looks, similar moods, and similar ages.
They are Sharon, Sherlock, and Juliet, respectively.
There is a possibility that all three of them could be the same person, or they could all be separate people.
My personal guess is that maybe one of these three is a created character, and the other two are likely to be individual characters.
In other words, one of them must be the detective Sherlock.
The question is, who is that? Based on the information so far, I think it might be Sharon.
But a woman named Juliet is also a concern.
It was hard to be sure because she said she didn’t care at all.
Even after returning to the orphanage and entering the director’s office, her worries continued.
“Thank you very much for today.”
“No. I wish you all the best in the future.”
At that time, my eyes were accidentally drawn to the letter on the desk.
The name written on the outer envelope is none other than Juliet.
I stared at it and asked the director.
“What about that letter?”
“Ah… This is a letter from yesterday. He said he would stop by the orphanage today.”
“She is the same girl we met earlier. If you don’t mind her, may I ask what she was talking about?”
The director didn’t care too much and gave me an honest answer.
“He said he wanted to sponsor. It must have been an attachment to it because it was the orphanage he grew up in.”
“Sponsorship…”
“Today, I asked briefly about my regards and said that we would talk about the details later.”
I was lost in thought for a moment and asked him.
“There is a forwarding address on the letter.”
“… Huh? Why is that all of a sudden?”
“I thought it would be nice for me to visit that friend’s house once if it’s okay with the director. Regarding sponsorship.”