Hansim pressed his left palm firmly to his chest, bowing with solemn respect.
"With this… my lord will be truly relieved. And thank you again, Mister Hazuki. We are sincerely sorry for what happened during the party."
Hazuki shrugged. "Nah, don't mention it."
Hansim smiled faintly, the weight on his shoulders lifting just a little.
"Thank you again, Mister Hazuki."
"You're welcome." Hazuki paused, then scratched the back of his head and added casually, "Oh—and when I leave… if you visit here, at least bring some food for the kids."
Hansim's smile deepened, his eyes softening.
"Of course," he said warmly. "You have my word."
Hansim rode out from the orphanage gates, the warm morning sun casting long shadows across the dirt road.
Behind him, the cheerful voices of the children rang out.
"Bye-bye, Grandpa Hansim!!"
"Visit again soon!!"
He raised a gloved hand in silent farewell, not turning back, but a faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips.
