When I returned home, Uesugi Yui and the little angel Uesugi Yuuki had already gone to their rooms to sleep. In the living room, Uesugi Tano and Uesugi Yukino were still watching TV. As an orphan, I am fortunate to be adopted by such a warm family. But that is not me, it is "Ziongzong".

"Ziongzong" is a virtual personality, and at the same time, "Ziongzong" is a real person. As I mentioned before, "Ziongzong" is a personality I created, and the name "Ziongzong" and the impression of a person come from my first friend in life, Ziongzong.

After I left Mr. Bi'an Yan's organization, I wandered around and encountered various people and things, navigating through different cities. Finally, in Xiamen, I met my first real friend in life, Ziongzong. Ziongzong is a child from a local orphanage in Xiamen, the same age as me, and besides being an orphan, he is just an ordinary middle school student.

Ziongzong used to help out at a noodle shop I often went to, and over time, we got to know each other. It's strange to say, among boys and girls of the same age, I obviously tend to be more inclined towards lively and cute girls, but Ziongzong's awkward kindness inexplicably attracted me. Although we had many differences, we became friends who could talk about anything.

Later, I learned that the orphanage where Ziongzong was located was in trouble and about to close, and the fate of the children in the orphanage was uncertain. So, in a moment of impulse, I anonymously donated a portion of my ill-gotten gains to the orphanage, hoping to help them survive a few more years. However, in my impulsive state, I didn't consider Ziongzong's feelings and neglected to inform him of my plan.

In fact, it was just a difference of a day or two. At that time, I was too simplistic in my thinking, which led to the situation becoming irreparable. A difference of one day ultimately resulted in the difference of a life. Ziongzong committed suicide.

The news of the orphanage's impending closure did bring varying degrees of despair to the children, especially for those who hadn't been adopted yet. Even so, I never thought that people of our age would have negative emotions strong enough to drive them to commit suicide. Moreover, Ziongzong was considered one of the luckier ones among them. Ziongzong told me that he had been adopted by a Japanese family with the surname Uesugi, and when he grew up a little more, he would go to Japan to live with them. I naturally assumed that this Ziongzong was different from the other children. I naturally assumed that the clumsy and gentle Ziongzong would be stronger than anyone else. But I didn't realize that Ziongzong, who played the role of an older brother in the orphanage, was burdened with countless emotions, including kindness, beauty, and even coldness and resentment.

The more kind-hearted a person is, the more easily they unconsciously take on the pain of others, and I couldn't fathom such feelings that are hated by others. Therefore, when I finished transferring the money to the orphanage and was excited to tell Ziongzong about it, I received news of his death instead.

To this day, I still don't know the reason that drove Ziongzong to commit suicide. As time goes by, I will eventually stop trying to uncover his motives. Gradually, the regretful emotions will be soothed, but Ziongzong as a person, as a name, will never be forgotten. Perhaps this is the fundamental reason why I didn't choose a more efficient method but foolishly complicated things, creating the personality of "Ziongzong" and somewhat continuing his life.

"Brother..." The voice of the little angel Yui interrupted my thoughts, and it was her reminder that made me realize that I had been standing at the bathroom door for a long time. Unknowingly, I had ended up here in my contemplation."What's the matter?"

Yuu Uesugi blushed and kept her head low, appearing shy.

Could it be that she wants to say something but can't find the courage?

It makes sense, she's a sixth grade girl, just starting to develop physically and emotionally. She must have all sorts of questions and concerns in her life. Even though we don't have a blood relationship and we've known each other for less than a year, as her honorary brother, I can't just ignore her.

"Don't feel embarrassed, go ahead and tell me what's on your mind."

Perhaps my encouragement worked, because after hesitating for a while, Yuu Uesugi finally raised her head.

Her eyes were blurred as she spoke with a trembling voice...

"Yuu...I...need to...pee..."

I see, it's definitely a problem that comes with early puberty. Let me give you some guidance, Yuu!

"Yuu, when it comes to peeing, we need to handle it calmly. First..."

First...first and then what?

This is not right?! What am I saying?

Have I been daydreaming too much lately?

While there's still hope, go see a doctor as soon as possible!

(Note: "Daydreaming" refers to the phenomenon of having empty spaces in the brain, caused by excessive use of the brain leading to increased brain pressure and compression of brain matter, resulting in the appearance of empty spaces. It is an acute condition characterized by unrealistic imagination and illogical peculiar associations. Due to the strong addictive nature of daydreaming, most patients subjectively choose to give up treatment, resulting in high mortality rates for this condition.)

"Um, I'm sorry, Yuu. I spaced out just now. Please go in quickly."

Regaining my senses, I quickly stepped aside for Yuu and went out onto the balcony to cool down.

Even though it happened two years ago, I still can't suppress the burning anger in my heart.

At that moment, my phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated. It was a call from Van.

Speaking of which, this maid who has always been with Souren Manranyama has always been an unknown presence to me. She's like Souren Manranyama's shadow, silently accompanying her, helping her, seemingly without any selfish desires.

But this kind of situation is unreasonable. Humans, big or small, more or less, all have their own selfish desires. Van definitely has her unknown side as well.

Thinking of this, I suddenly became curious about Van.

"Hello, this is Ziongzong."

For safety reasons, even if the other person is someone who knows my identity, I wouldn't easily reveal my name, Chongmingde. It's not a deliberate action, but a natural reflex.

"Sorry for calling so late, Mr. Chongmingde. This is Souren Manranyama."

Souren Manranyama? Shouldn't it be Van?

"Wait, isn't this Van's number?"

"My phone ran out of battery, so I borrowed hers."

I guess she was worried that if she called with her own number, I might not answer.

The Wanzhangshan family can be annoying sometimes because they're too smart.

"Alright, what's the matter in the middle of the night, Miss Souren Manranyama?"

"..."

Obviously, my unfriendly tone made her silent for a moment. Souren Manranyama probably wanted to retort but restrained herself because there was something more important to discuss.

"Regarding the request I mentioned before, 'I want you to spend a day with me'..."

Here, Souren Manranyama clearly paused for a moment. Someone like her must have already thought about how to word it before she called me, so this pause was probably to adjust her emotions.

"Although it's impolite to make an additional request at this moment, I hope you can understand."

She said it in a gentle manner, but the content was quite domineering.

"I won't go back on my promise to you, but I hope that during the day when you have access to me, you won't do anything immoral. Can we agree on that?"If it weren't for the fact that I am on this end of the phone and she is on the other end, my wicked smile would have long given away my true feelings. I tried my best to suppress any hint of laughter in my voice as I calmly responded to her.

"Of course, I guarantee that I will never do anything that goes against my moral principles."

"Well, thank you for your generosity. I won't bother you any longer then. Goodnight."

I could almost imagine the relieved sigh and the click of Souren Manranyama hanging up the phone. I originally thought she was as immovable as the Arctic ice, but just now, I finally sensed her deeply hidden soft emotions.

As for the matter we discussed, whether it concerns my moral principles, hers, or the general concept of morality, it will depend on the circumstances when the time comes.

Sometimes, human instincts are hard to resist. Heh.