"Father......?"

"Oh, it's Kim, what's the matter?"

When Kim pushed open the door to his father, Anna, Anna had just finished the call. The light of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.infoID card has not been extinguished, and Jin saw it, and it showed the three words Randall.

"Did something happen to my brother?"

"Something tricky happened, otherwise with his personality, he would never have thought of coming to me. Oh, the brainless place really looks like me.'" The corners of Yana's mouth curled, and the meaning of pampering was overflowing.

"Where is he now?"

"D-Class Sector 13, I entrusted him to the care of my friend."

Kim was a little surprised, "Father, Randall is still young, and D-Class 13 is connected to R Zone, is it a little ......?"

Yana's eyes darkened slightly.

Because it was no problem.

Randall's mother had just died, and Anna was just looking for a suitable lady to comfort her son, but the presence of Raven forced him to reflect on whether he had done the right thing.

"Kim, send a submersion order to Howard Derek, the Sheriff Clerk of D-Class Sector 13."

Orders refer to all text messages, emails, or letters that cross the hierarchy except for instant messaging. The Empire-level areas are basically in a state of complete lockdown of information and technology, and only A-class citizens are eligible to use the submersion order, in other words, the submersion order is one of the privileges of A-class citizens, and its nature is completely one-way communication.

"Yes, Father, what's the content?"

"No, no," Yana's fingers tapped on the table, smiling meaningfully, "a blank order to divive at 2 a.m., in my name."

Howard is a smart man, he doesn't need to write a single word.

"Okay, then I'll go out first."

Kim exited the room and closed the door.

*****

"Yo."

When Randall returned to Fifth Avenue, the sky was blood-red with the setting sun. Gabriel sat on the steps in front of the cake shop and, seeing him returning, beckoned to him.

"Is there any pain on your body?"

"Huh?"

Randall reacted immediately, embarrassed, and said, "I wasn't beaten."

"Really?"

Gabriel looked him up and down, making room for him to sit down.

The air is filled with a faint aroma of cream, and unlike the cold air that the Sheriff's Bureau can freeze a person's breath, the air here is warm. Randall took several deep breaths, trying to exhale all the air he had drawn into his body at the Sheriff's Office.

"Don't you ask?"

"Ask what?"

"Ask what...... Randall was dumbfounded, in this case, he usually asked why he was taken away by the Sheriff's Bureau? Hey, the Sheriff's Office!

"You want to say that?"

"No, no, I don't want to say."

Randall hung his head, Howard's words still lingering in his head.

Human rights? How could there be such a thing. That is, it means that it can be solved like stepping on an ant, and it means that it can be easily erased.

is obviously a law enforcer, but his every move reveals contempt for the law.

It shouldn't be like this, is it?

He had only been here for a few days, and he had almost caused them trouble. This time, if it weren't for his father's intervention, it might have been difficult to end, and Randall felt ashamed of himself.

Gabriel glanced at him, changed the subject, and said, "Shirley asked me to bring you a word, she felt sorry that you ignored you when you greeted her in the morning."

Randall froze, "Huh?"

"She's easy to get along with."

"I thought she hated me."

"Yes at first. She thought you were a girl.'

『…… I'm a boy.'"

"It's not obvious."

Gabriel had a slight smile in her eyes, "Compared to you, she's more like a boy."

『…… Is it because of the wound on the back of her hand?'

Randall said tentatively.

"Wounds?" Gabriel's brow furrowed, and then he relaxed, "You don't mean the tattoo on the back of her hand, do you?"

"Tattoos? Is that a tattoo?'

"Hmm. Originally, it was Sandao, and she herself explained that it was a pattern of being scratched by a dragon, similar to the Medal of Heroes, which was very realistic. It's a pity that her grandmother doesn't like it, and making her a lady is the most important thing in her grandmother's life, so she is forced to wash it off, and now only the last one is left."

"Lady......

Randall didn't know what to say anymore. The only thing he is glad about now is that he chose to hide the fact that he met someone else in the Security Bureau.

"It's almost time for dinner, let's go inside."

"Hmm."

They stood up, and the sound of Diana calling them to eat floated out of the kitchen, and they looked at each other and smiled.

The next few weeks were a great time for Randall.

Since the end of the interrogation by the Public Security Bureau, nothing has happened that makes him unhappy. Gabriel went to school as normal, while Randall stayed at Diana's cake shop to help. Todiana's blessings, such as simple cream cakes, fruit pies and biscuits, he was able to make them on his own.

The freshly prepared cream biscuit came out of the oven, and immediately a sweet smell spread in the kitchen, and Diana picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, and kept praising it for being delicious.

"It's great, do you want to sell it?" Diana winked at him, "The festival of the Holy Dharma Road is the day after tomorrow, you can participate in it on my behalf."

"Huh? No, I'm afraid I won't be able to handle what I'm making......

Randall had little faith in himself.

Diana said, "That's not the case, Randall, whether it's a cake or a cookie, it tastes very sweet. The food doesn't lie. Go ahead and give it a try, it's a lot of fun to sell the fruits of your labor, and I don't want you to miss it.'"

Come to think of it, he really didn't sell anything.

When he returns to his father, he probably won't have the chance to experience selling things again. Although he was not very confident in his work, Diana's words made him want to try it.

"I know, ma'am."

He heard his voice say yes.

Diana was delighted and then told him a lot about the festival of St. Fallo.

It turns out that the festival of St. Falu is the most lively event of the year in District 13, and the college will have a half-day holiday, and even some companies will have a half-day holiday for employees to participate. The festival lasts for eight hours, starting at 4 p.m. and ending at midnight, and includes a number of performances such as a song and dance parade, a raffle, a circus, a magic show, a fireworks contest, and a bonfire, all of which are covered by the 13 ward offices. Not only are there no fees for businesses participating in the festival, but appropriate subsidies and incentives are also in place.

"The government bears all the costs?"

Randall thought it was incredible.

"Yes, because the original initiator of this event was the government, and it was originally just to attract people to live, but before you knew it, it became a tradition." Diana seemed to remember something, and suddenly laughed, "Randall, you know what? Actually, there is also an event, because the festival is attended by popular local shops, and the supply of goods is often in short supply, and it will be a shame if you can't sell out. The government will give a great electronic gadget to the merchant who sells the least or the slowest at the festival as a comfort gift."

"And such an event?"

"Interesting, right? Haha, that's how our millet came about.'"

"Hey, hey, hey?"

"Oops, my eyes are so wide. Last year, it was the little guy who set up the stall, and I forced the little guy to sell what he made, and although many people watched the little guy take out his wallet beautifully, no one really had the courage to take a bite."

『……』

Randall can totally imagine it. After two weeks with Gabriel, Randall has discovered that as long as it has something to do with housekeeping, the lack of talent of the other party is simply devastating.

"Just like his father......

Diana's voice lowered, and then she immediately raised her voice, "Help me with my shame, Randall."

He smiled, "Well, just leave it to me!"