I'm just an information dealer

At the beginning, he desperately slaughtered all those vicious dogs to buy time, but he also bitten off a lot of his own flesh.

Hope you don't get rabies.

So hungry...so thirsty...so painful...so tired to live...

Why am I not dead yet?

The body could no longer exert strength, and he couldn't even turn over, so he could only fall to the ground and feel the cold air.

Alas... At first, I thought it was tragic enough that I was choked by smoke and burned to death in my previous life.

I didn't expect to be reincarnated, but this life was too miserable.

I should be five years old from birth to now, and it is too sad for a five-year-old child to experience these things.

It's all those damn parents. If they don't want me as a child, why did they give birth to me?

I hate it...

I hate those parents, I hate the trafficker who sold me, I hate that cult, I hate all of this, I want to kill everyone...

.........What am I thinking?

There is nothing I can do now, and now I can only collapse in this dark, damp and cold prison and wait for death.

Sure enough, I was still a little bit unwilling. It is rare to have another life, but I can't enjoy anything and I am about to die.

I really want to sleep on a soft bed until I wake up naturally, as if I can eat all I can eat with hot food, I really want to continue chasing after the show and continue to visit the comic exhibition.

But as expected, these were just wishful thinking.

.....By the way, it's so quiet outside, isn't it?

what happened?Wasn't it noisy just now?

click.

Um?The sound of the door being opened, has anyone come in?

【Report!There aren't any unique faculty here. 】

This voice has never been heard before, but it is very spiritual, completely different from those guys here.

【Thank you for your hard work~ By the way, where is this place? 】

[It looks like it should be a prison for holding hostages. 】

There are two other people who have never heard of it before. One has a frivolous voice and the other has a calm voice. Who are they?

Could it be that someone from the military came to annihilate these guys?

[It smells so strong of blood, how many evil deeds did the only teacher commit here. 】

Not much, besides making the captured children half-dead and doing experiments, let them kill each other, then beat them into cripples and throw them back to the prison to die slowly, there is nothing to do, really .

[That's why we came here to annihilate them, isn't that why you entrusted me? 】

[However, if someone hadn't discovered the sound of a distance explosion in the mountains not far from the city, we might have to spend more time finding this place. 】

Does this mean that the military personnel were able to find this place thanks to me detonating the powder magazine?

Then I should have made great contributions. Do you want to give me a peace prize?

[And according to the previous mountain climbing team, they found those children near here. According to this reasoning, it is easy to find them. 】

Great, those kids escaped.

Then my efforts are not in vain.

【Report!There are no signs of life here, only corpses left! 】

Hello!What nonsense, I am still here doing well!

It can't be said to be good, but I shouldn't be dead yet, and I'm not a corpse, but it's no different from a corpse.

[Got it, let's go to other places to have a look. 】

real or fake?no?

Even though they all have a chance to survive, are they going to die here alone again?

Is this hope and then experiencing despair? Should I scold a certain super high school-level despair or scold a certain incubator?

[Hey...you seem to have made a mistake. 】

A frivolous voice came and stood, followed by footsteps and the sound of the prison being opened.

【This is... a child... a serious injury...】

[Still breathing... Hurry up and find the medical soldier. 】

【Yes! 】

Am I saved?This means I don't have to die.

【Those damned guys, actually treat such a small child...】

[We still have time, and have you found out? 】

【what? 】

[Except for the corpse and this one, I didn’t see any living children here, and the group of children found by the expedition team not long ago. 】

【You mean...】

[I went to see those children before, and got a piece of news from them. 】

A frivolous and calm voice echoed in my ears, and I tried my best to open my eyes, and what I saw were two pairs of black boots.

[It seems that this child is stronger than we thought. 】

【Hey, do you know what I'm thinking about? 】

[I don't really think so. 】

[It's really disappointing, I don't know why, I think this child will be a big beauty in the future. 】

【Um. 】

[It's so perfunctory, but actually that's not the point. I immediately felt that this child and I are very destined. It's a good subject and can bring me a lot of inspiration. 】

I tried my best to raise my eyes, and finally saw the owners of the two voices.

The man farther away is about 40 years old, and the aura he exudes makes people feel at ease. It seems that the calm voice is from this man.

It's just very strange that in this kind of place, the man is still wearing a bartender's costume, a white shirt with a black vest, which is completely out of place with this place.

Not just the bartender man, but this guy in front of me too.

Brown loose slacks, a short-sleeved T-shirt and a short-sleeved shirt as a coat, a gentleman's hat on his head, and a black folding fan in his hand.

If a calm man looks like a bartender, then the man in front of him is on a beach vacation.

Are these two men who are completely inappropriate in their clothes and environment, now my hope of survival?

[So what do you want to say when you say so much? 】

【I... want to accept this child as an apprentice. 】

【what? 】

The bartender man looked at the man in the gentleman hat in disbelief, unable to understand what he meant just now.

Of course, I don't understand either.

[You know, there must be a reason for things to happen, but basically they are all for the opening of a certain story. 】

The man in the gentleman hat knelt down on one knee in front of me, reached out and touched my head.

......so warm hands.

[Seeing this child, I felt that I had to be responsible for taking her away. 】

【Are you serious? 】

[Of course, besides, I'm almost at the age of retirement, and I happen to adopt an apprentice to train her to be the next intelligence provider. 】

[You are only 28 years old. 】

[That kind of thing is fine, anyway, I bet this kid will be an excellent intelligence dealer. 】

As if sensing my gaze, the man in the gentleman hat smiled.

[This child killed many children of her age in order to survive. It is normal for children to make mistakes, but the point is whether they can get back on track after making mistakes. 】

[At this time, an adult must stand up, let them know that they made a mistake, and lead them back to the right path. After all, education is the guardian's job. 】

[This child has lost his parents, so someone must help take on the role of guardian. 】

[So, do you want to help me to train this child who needs to be guided into a competent adult? 】

The man in the gentleman's hat looked back at the bartender man, and was asked such a question, and the barman sighed helplessly.

[Since we have covered this point, let me help you again. 】

【Thank you~】

[After all, I am worried that if I am not around, you and this child will starve to death. 】

[It's too much! 】

Listening to the conversation between the two, I don't know what kind of emotions surged in my heart, and my arms seemed to have strength to grab the trousers of the man in the gentleman hat.

【Hi~ I'm here to save you. 】

The man in the gentleman's hat sensed my movement and spoke to me with a gentle smile.

【You worked very hard and did a great job, leave the rest to us. 】

Then, the other party asked me a question.

【Hey, do you want to be my apprentice?As my apprentice, I will teach you everything I know, and let you learn how to survive in this world. 】

[But if you don't want to, I will also find someone to heal your injuries. Although there may be scars, at least you can still move normally, and then I will help you find your family or send you to Go to some child welfare facility and get you back to normal life. 】

After speaking, the other party stretched out his hand to me and looked at me with encouraging eyes.

[So, what is your choice? 】

Looking at the hand stretched out in front of me, I remained silent, no matter what I didn't have the strength to speak again.

He was burned to death in a fire in his previous life, and he reincarnated into this world and experienced a lot of horrific experiences, killing countless children and becoming a disabled person.

Can I go back to the normal world like this?

How could it be possible, I am a bastard transmigrator who has committed countless killings, is burdened with sins, and is destined to go to hell.

That being the case, instead of living a new life in a dull way, let's live it a little more excitingly.

Thinking of this, I gathered the last bit of strength in my body on my left hand, and held that hand with the terrible sound made by countless arms moving.

【...Great, please take care of me. I am Laplace's tenth-generation informant "writer", and I will be your teacher from today on. What's your name? 】

...doesn't this guy know that I can't talk right now?I'm a little worried now.

I closed my glasses, and I don't know my name now, I'm just an orphan who was born and was abandoned before even seeing his parents' faces.

And my actions seemed to be understood by the writer.

【Well, since this is the case, let me choose a name for you, let me think about it...】

The writer closed his eyes and thought for a moment,

[Today is January 1th, and this base seems to be on the 18th...]

The writer opened his eyes, and he found the number 15 on my clothes.

[15, that means you are number 15, um...I thought of it! 】

[Hey, hey...wouldn't this be too casual? 】

The bartender man watching silently from behind also understood the author's thoughts and looked at him speechlessly.

[I want you to take care of it, ahem.....January 1th, the 18th base, and the 7th child. 】

[1, 18, 7, 15...A, R, G, O...]

I opened my eyes, and the writer looked at me, and pronounced the name that would come to represent my life.