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The manâs name was Andy. His home was a small but sturdy cabin. Contrary to the expectation that he lived alone, he had a wife.
âOh, my goodness! Are you all right, dear? Andy, what happened to him?â
She seemed terribly shocked by the condition of the child her husband had brought in out of nowhere, and rightly so. Under the bright lights, Yozen looked more like an abused young animal than a human being.
She asked Andy to prepare a bath, then examined Yozenâs wounds carefully. She could barely see the flesh through the congealed blood, and her expression grew graver by the second. Yozen looked away from her, his eyes sinking rapidly, and he muttered weakly.
âIâm fine.â
ââ¦â¦Huh?â
âIâm fine, donât worry about it. I can handle myself, I wonât bother you.â
âYouâ¦â¦.â
Her eyes widened at the words coming out of his mouth as if they were learned. She stared blankly into Yozenâs face for a moment, then calmed her voice.
âWhatâs your name?â
ââ¦â¦Yozen. Yozen Vardikta.â
âOkay, Yozen. My name is Helena, and I donât think Iâm the least bit bothered by taking care of a child covered in blood. I apologize if my reaction scared you. I was just worried.â
ââ¦â¦Worried.â
âYes. So if something hurts, tell me, donât hide it. Itâs hard to see the wounds with all the blood, though I donât think itâs all yours.â
Helena calmly soothed and comforted Yozen. She seemed quite used to dealing with children.
âShe seems like a nice person. â¦â¦Thank God.â
Andy and Helena didnât seem to have any problems with Yozen. Cadel, who had been on edge the entire time in case Yozen was seriously injured, breathed a sigh of relief at the kindness of the new faces.
Yozen didnât seem to have completely dropped his guard, but he didnât refuse their hospitality either. He hesitantly entered the bathroom when he heard Andy call out that the bath was ready.
Debating whether to follow Yozen in, Cadel decided to stay outside and watch Helena. There was something unsettling about watching a subordinate bathe naked, no matter how young he was.
âShould I make soup? If I start now, itâll be too lateâ¦â¦. Oh my god, I donât have any ingredients, I should have gone to the market beforehand!â
Helena seemed preoccupied with preparing food for Yozen. She scurried around the tiny kitchen, looking for ingredients and racking her brain to come up with a recipe for the tired toddler.
By the time she finished, she had melted cheese on a bed of tender roasted vegetables. Andy and Yozen appeared, freshly bathed.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Helena looked back at Yozen, her face beaming, and reflexively stopped. Large bruises smeared across the childâs face, which had been washed clean of blood. There was nothing about him that didnât disturb her, from the scars that dotted his body to the hunched shoulders that peeked out from beneath his loose clothing.
But she quickly changed her expression, worried that Yozen would lose his temper. She exchanged a quick glance with Andy and spoke softly as she served him the food she had prepared.
âYouâre hungry, right? Iâve prepared the least irritating food possible, in case youâre feeling uncomfortable. Tomorrow Iâll be going to the market early in the morning, so if thereâs anything youâd like to eat, let me know.â
âTomorrowâ¦â¦?â
âOf course! Youâre not going to leave as soon as the sun comes up, are you? Youâll need a full stomach.â
Yozen wondered if he could stay here until tomorrow, if he deserved to be so comfortable when he hadnât done anything. If they asked for something later, he wouldnât have any excuse to refuse.
It was obvious that gloomy worries were clouding Yozenâs mind. However, Helena smiled brightly as if telling him not to worry about useless things and pulled Yozen towards the table.
âDonât think about it tonight. Eat well and get a good nightâs sleep, and weâll hear about it tomorrow.â
Blinking at the sweet words, Yozen wolfed down the food in front of him. He hadnât eaten much, and he must have been hungry. Helena and Andy made sure Yozen got his fair share of food. They didnât forget to offer him some warm milk when he finished eating.
âHoney, come here for a minute, I need to talk to you.â
Helena summoned Andy while Yozen drank his milk. She made sure to tell Yozen to make himself comfortable. But after Helena called Andy into the room, Yozen became visibly agitated. His knuckles turned white as he gripped his cup, and his shoulders shook slightly.
âHeâs afraid theyâll use him or hurt him, like the mercenary corps.â
It was impossible for a few small acts of kindness to undo a lifetime of hurt. Yozen stared at the doorway where the two adults had disappeared. He was sensitive to the slightest sign of disturbance, so no matter how muffled the conversation, he would still be able to pick up some of it.
Cadel approached the room the two had entered to join Yozen in listening. The door was closed, so he couldnât see inside, but he could hear their voices.
âHe must have been abused, he must have gotten scared and ran away.â
âMaybe heâs just lost in the mountains, and if he got hurt while wandering around, his parents are worried.â
âThatâs not the kind of reaction Iâd expect from a kid who grew up with normal parents! Besides, what kind of kid gets lost in the mountains covered in blood? Somethingâs not right.â
ââ¦â¦Thatâs one thing, but not returning a child to their parents when theyâre alive and well is kidnapping.â
ââ¦â¦Weâll have to find the childâs parents â¦â¦, but weâll prioritize Yozenâs opinion. If they donât want him back, if his home is a dangerous environmentâ¦â¦.â
After a long pause, Helena said, her voice firm with determination.
âWeâll protect him, Andy.â
That night, Yozen slept with warmth, tossing and turning at first, unable to adjust to the comfort of the bed, until he finally curled up into a ball on his back like a shrimp.
Cadel watched over young Yozen from his bedside: he woke up quickly, reacting to the slightest noise outside, staring blankly at the dark ceiling and rubbing his cheeks against the soft comforter.
The mere fact that he had a comfortable place to sleep made Yozen feel like a man with a fortune. It broke Cadelâs heart.
Time passed quickly. Andy and Helena found out that Yozen was an orphan and that he had been living as a member of the mercenary corps. After hearing about what the mercenary corps had done to him, they decided to take him in as their adopted son.
Three months later.
âYozen, why donât you go hunting with me? Iâve been craving meat for a while. Iâm thinking of shooting a deer. What do you think?â
âSure.â
âGood, then letâs put your skills to the test.â
Andy and Helena might not be well off, but they had big hearts. They were the first people to show Yozen love and attention. In their care, Yozen slowly opened up.
Gentleness seeped into his once stoic face that never smiled. His scarred and swollen face blossomed like a flower, and Yozen grew into a handsome young man who would stand out wherever he went. Even Cadel, who had been watching him for so long, was confused as to whether it was the same man.
âIâm sensing something over there, Uncle.â
âWhat? That way? Not this way? The footprints lead hereâ¦â¦.â
âThat way.â
ââ¦â¦Alright. Youâre always right about these things, so letâs go.â
Andy followed Yozen through the trees. As if he hadnât been on a hunt or two before, Yozen sped down the mountain path, his eyes focused on the trail.
His eyes were calm, his footwork neat as he skillfully dodged branches and rocks. Andy, on the other hand, was breathing heavily. He made his presence felt with his whole body, not rewarding Yozenâs quiet movements.
When Yozen finally realized that Andy was getting in the way of his hunt, he stopped walking and looked back at Andy. A questioning look crossed Andyâs sweaty face.
âIâll go alone from here.â
âWhat? Why?â
ââ¦â¦If we both go after them, the prey will notice.â
âThen I should go, I canât let you hunt alone, itâs dangerous.â
âBut Iâve always done the hunting.â
âI, I donât know what youâre talking about. Weâve always hunted together, havenât we? We work together!â
âIâll be right back, and Iâll scream if Iâm in danger, so you donât have to worry.â
âButâ¦â¦.â
Yozen quickly turned and ran off before Andyâs worries could continue. Andy tried to chase after him but soon came to a halt as Yozen closed the distance at breakneck speed.
âBut Iâm holding the bowâ¦â¦.â
Meanwhile, Yozen, who easily shook off Andy, spotted a deer not far away. It was quenching its thirst on the shore of the lake. Its body language was relaxed as if it hadnât noticed the hunterâs presence.
âI canât believe heâs so close yet the deer doesnât noticeâ¦â¦. Itâs a talent.â
Yozen had his eye on the deer in the immediate vicinity. It was so close that it would have been impossible to miss with a bow, but unfortunately, Yozen didnât have a bow. Instead, he drew two daggers from his hip holster.
One step, one step. Not a single footstep could be heard as he cautiously approached. His stealth, while a little sloppier than Yozenâs now, was more than adequate for a single deer.
When Yozen closed to the perfect distance to cut off the deerâs breathing.
âYozen! Are you there?â
Andy called his name as he trudged after Yozen.
ââ¦â¦.â
There was no way the deer wouldnât respond to a call loud enough to send a bird flying off a branch. The deer took off in the opposite direction at the same time Yozen was confronted with the absurdity of the situation. Yozenâs expression was one of disbelief as he realized he had lost his prey in the blink of an eye.
âAh, Yozen, there you are! How were you supposed to hunt without a bow? What would you have done if I hadnât come looking for you?â
If Andy hadnât come looking for him, Yozen would have had a huge deer on his shoulder and a hearty meal. Unaware of the obvious, Andy stumbled over to Yozen and was surprised to find a dagger in his hand.
âWhat? You brought daggers with you?â
ââ¦â¦â
âDid I interrupt you?â
ââ¦â¦â
ââ¦â¦Would you accept it if I apologize?â
Somehow, Yozen was a gentle child, and he couldnât leave Andy alone for long as he realized his mistake and apologized. After a brief awkward moment, they resumed their hunt in good spirits. Andy was so motivated that he thought he could take down the bear in one fell swoop, but it didnât go so well.
âUncle, if you shoot the arrow thereâ¦â¦!â
âUh uh, there it goes! Yozen, there! Over there!â
âKeep it down, pleaseâ¦â¦!â
âUh uh, I shot it! I shot itâ¦â¦ Huh? Itâs stuck in the tree?â
âDonât run around like that!â
âOuch, I got pricked by a thorn!â
How on earth had he been hunting all this time? Andyâs skills were abysmal. He looked less like a hunter and more like an intractable nuisance.
Yozen looked like he wanted to shake Andy off right now, but he couldnât get the words out of his mouth, so he just sighed. The white knuckles on his daggers showed his frustration.
In the end, the two men failed in their hunt. Andy must have realized that his presence had been a distraction because he glanced over at Yozen, who sat down beside him on the shore of the lake, and held out an apple from his bag.
âHere. Eat this and letâs call it a day.â
âYou go back first. Iâll catch a rabbit or something.â
âEyy, never mind, you donât have to work so hard to catch one.â
âIt looked like Auntie wanted to eat meat.â
Yozen sighed and took a bite out of the apple Andy offered him. Mental fatigue seemed to have set in from missing his prey so many times.
ââ¦â¦Shall we go catch some fish here?â
âFish?â
âHelena loves fish. She also likes fresh vegetables and cured meats.â
Andy gave a small smile and looked up at the sky. There was a hint of longing in his eyes as they captured the slowly setting sun.
ââ¦â¦Yozen.â
âYes?â
âAre you happy to be with us?â
Yozenâs head snapped around at the sudden question. He looked up at the sky, and when Andy shifted his gaze, he averted his eyes and nodded. In return, Andy gave him an affectionate smile.
âI hope weâre good to you.â
âYouâre already good enough.â
âWell, thatâs good, then. â¦â¦In fact, I was a little worried.â
Andy wrapped an arm around Yozenâs awkwardly stiff shoulders and pulled him playfully closer, then snatched the half-eaten apple from his hand and bit into it.
âWhat you went through with the mercenary corps was horrible, and I wouldnât be surprised if you never trusted people again, but I wanted you to know that there are bad people in this world, but there are a lot more good people.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âI believe that goodwill begets goodwill. If people help each other, the world will continue to be beautiful. And in that beautiful world, you can live a happy life without any worries. Thatâs my dream and Helenaâs dream.â
ââ¦â¦If thatâs the case, Uncle.â
âYeah?â
âIf goodwill begets goodwill, does malice begets malice?â
Andy was silent for a moment at the quiet question. He stared off into space, pondering something, and then replied in a cheerful tone.
âNo! Itâs a cycle of malice that can be broken at any time.â
âAnd how can it be broken?â
âBy forgiveness. If my forgiveness can break that filthy bridle, I will forgive the other person, no matter how many times.â
ââ¦â¦Is that really possible?â
âYes. My life is too precious to react to each and every one of those mean messages. Itâs not enough to love, so Yozen, you need to live in the present. Letâs put the past behind us and look ahead, because weâll always be there.â
Andy might not have had a talent for hunting, but he was a man who lived life to the fullest, spreading an overflowing love for the happiness of his chosen child.
Yozen cowered shyly under Andyâs affection. It was affection like heâd never felt in his life, and it was slowly but steadily melting him.
If this peace had lasted, Yozen would never have become an assassin, never have chosen to be alone.
But Yozenâs future was set. And Cadel was able to find out who was responsible for ruining his peaceful future.
âThat guy isâ¦â¦.â
Andy and Yozen return to the cabin with a big catch. There was an uninvited guest sitting there.