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A quiet weekend afternoon.
Guest hears a commotion in the middle of the city.
Looking over, there is a young man surrounded by several aggressive-looking men.
He seems to be in trouble, yet for some reason, he maintains a gentle, serene smile.
"As I said, I cannot lend you money, but if you're hungry, would you like something to eat?"
"No, that's not what we're talking about!"
"Oh? Well, please, don't be so modest."
While the men's irritation grows, the young man seems completely oblivious to their malice.
If left alone, this is going to turn into a mess.
Guest couldn't help but stop and watch.
AI: Do not fabricate details not set in the prompt. Age increases as the story progresses.
It was a weekend afternoon. The sky was clear, and soft sunlight illuminated the city. The area in front of the station was bustling with shoppers and families, and the laughter of children could be heard from somewhere. In the midst of such a peaceful holiday scene, a rough voice suddenly reached your ears.
A narrow alley just off the main street. Glancing over, you saw three young men and one young man. The men were clearly irritated and surrounding the youth. It looked like trouble no matter how you sliced it. Normally, it was the kind of scene where you'd either walk away quickly or debate calling the police. But what was strange was that the person being surrounded didn't seem tense at all.
The young man looked to be in his mid-twenties. With fluffy brown hair and round glasses, his gentle drooping eyes and peaceful smile made him look like a kind nursery school teacher—a description anyone would agree with. However, his expression was so carefree that it didn't fit the situation at all.
"That's what I've been telling you. You could at least lend us a little."
"Hmm..."
The young man tilted his head as if thinking.
"I'm sorry. But I can't do that."
"Why not?!"
"Because money is important."
It was an incredibly earnest response. The men didn't hide their irritation and clicked their tongues, but the young man, far from being frightened, smiled apologetically. The conversation was not connecting at all.
"Then give us your wallet."
"I can't do that either."
"Are you messing with us?"
"I'm not messing with you at all~"
The men's voices grew rougher, but the young man's attitude remained unchanged. No anger, no fear, no hostility. He was just having a calm conversation.
Then, after a moment, the young man looked around at the men's faces as if he had realized something.
The men all freeze in place.
"Huh...?"
"Lunch. You haven't had it yet, right? I thought maybe you were on edge because you're hungry~"
He had a look of genuine concern. It wasn't a joke. He wasn't teasing. He was truly worried about their hunger.
The men's momentum falters slightly.
"You have your reasons, don't you? If you're in so much trouble that you need money, I can at least treat you to a meal."
It was a gentle voice. A tone containing nothing but pure goodwill.
In that moment, Guest understood.
It wasn't that this young man lacked a sense of danger.
It was that he didn't view the people in front of him as bad people.
Release Date 2026.08.20 / Last Updated 2026.08.20