About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

"Uh, w-what?"

The little girl who was called was stunned for a moment, and then asked the Angel with some guilt.

"Of course it is—this wallet!"

"Wow!"

Angel took out a wallet from the little girl's pocket, and the moment he saw the wallet, Orson subconsciously touched his own pocket.

"You're still a little too naive to pull off this trick in front of me, hehe. Go back and practice for a few more years, little one."

Exia smiled and tapped the little girl's head, indicating that her stealing skills were not up to par.

"Damn it... He looks so silly, but his girlfriend is so smart. I'm leaving!"

The little girl who was caught stealing pouted unhappily and then ran into an alley.

"Girlfriend——"

The Archangel, who originally had a relaxed expression, immediately became a little flustered after hearing the little girl's unintentional complaints before she left.

"Thank you so much, Exia! I was so close to losing my wallet twice! It seems my frequency detection ability can't distinguish more subtle and deceptive movements."

Orson didn't hear what the little girl said. He happily went to Archangel and tried to get his wallet back. He put his hand on Archangel's shoulder without thinking.

“Wow!?”

But for the somewhat panicked Archangel, Orson's sudden approach still scared her. She threw away the wallet she had just taken back in her hand almost as a conditioned reflex.

"Ah, my wallet—"

Orson watched the wallet draw a parabola in the air and then accurately plunge into the sewer manhole cover nearby.

"..." "..."

"I'm sorry, Orson. I really didn't mean it! I'll pay you back no matter how much money is in there! But when I think about it, I don't seem to have a penny on hand right now. I spent all my salary last month on a very cool-looking Gundam Exia... Anyway, I'll do anything you ask me to do, except, except, except for my girlfriend..."

Exiah immediately knelt down like a tiger falling to the ground, and at the same time said some bad words in various senses.

When he finished speaking, Archangel lowered his head even lower to prevent Orson from noticing his strange expression.

"Don't be like that, Exia... There's not much money in your wallet. And if it weren't yours, the wallet would have been stolen. The result would be the same."

"Really? That's great!"

Hearing that Orson didn't seem angry, Archangel immediately raised his head and looked at Orson with gratitude.

——I always feel like this kind of debt-owing personality should be me...?

Orson looked at the Archangel and murmured something in his heart.

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After arriving at the slums and encountering some minor incidents, the two continued their mission.

Using the location provided by the Angel Intelligence, the two passed through the intricate slums and arrived at the area where the "target" was hidden.

The slum environment did make Orson a little uncomfortable to adapt to, but fortunately he had the Archangel leading the way so that he didn't get stuck and couldn't get out.

"Well, there are three people inside."

After arriving at the target, Orson conducted a frequency scan of the room, and after confirming that the number of targets matched, he nodded to Archangel.

“BOOOM!!”

A loud bang came from outside the door, and with the heat wave and impact of the explosion, Archangel and Orson rushed into the room together.

"Don't move, this is a direct delivery from Penguin Logistics, please pick it up!"

Excalibur used special BB bullets to shoot at several people who wanted to escape in the room, while Orson avoided Excalibur's firepower network, rushed to the enemy and knocked down and clamped several suspects.

"Wait a minute, Orson, there are two people here who don't match the description in the order—what's going on?"

The Archangel who controlled the three people found that two of them did not match the name, and immediately asked the person on the list.

"Haha! I won't tell you Aa ...

The controlled man had not even had 3 seconds to stand still before the Archangel put him in overload mode and tortured him so cruelly by having his balls shot in the ass that he surrendered and confessed.

"Hmm... So the other two escaped separately? Orson, I'll leave one of them to you. I'll send you the information while I go find the other one!"

After understanding the situation, Archangel looked at Orson, who nodded to indicate that it was okay.

After tying up the unlucky guy and throwing him into the trash can in the alley, the two began to act separately.

Because they were familiar with the terrain, the Archangels quickly found the second target. This time, the opponent failed to protect his own cow, and the plastic baby egg directly beat him unconscious.

"Got it—turns out this time it wasn't the Mafia, it was simply some fugitive thug who robbed a convenience store."

After tying up the second male guest and throwing him into the trash can, Angelica wondered whether he should go and meet Orson.

But before she could act, panicked screams and chaos suddenly broke out not far away.

"...?"

Looking in the direction of the commotion, Archangel saw thick black smoke billowing from a house, followed by an orange-red fire that began to spread and rise.

"Who cooked without turning off the fire?"

Exia had no intention of joining in the fun, but before she left, the corner of her clothes was suddenly pulled by a tiny force.

"Big sis—you're the 'logistics employee' that others mentioned, right?! Please, please save my sister! She's seriously infected with oripathy and hasn't escaped yet!"

Exia discovered that the girl who was asking for help from him was the little girl who stole Orson's wallet when he arrived at the slums before.

The difference from before was that the little girl no longer had a mischievous look on her face, or the excitement of having stolen a wallet. Instead, there were only clearly visible tear marks and panic that seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

In the slums, it is extremely normal for children to die in a corner. People do not feel sad about it, but only curse the bodies of the dead for becoming new sources of infection.

It is quite normal for a little girl who was severely infected with Originium disease to die in a fire. It would be better to say that cremation is even a good "posthumous treatment".

No one will save such infected people. There is no money to be made and the risk is too great.

but--

"If this is the will of the Lord—let me be a light to those who are lost."

The Archangel reached out and wiped the girl's tears, gave her a hearty smile, and rushed into the sea of fire without hesitation.

"Ahem! Why are you pretending? I really am—Ahem! Hey, your sister asked me to come and save you. Anything is fine, just make some noise!"

The moment he broke open the door and entered the fire scene, he regretted it. The high-temperature air and the flames continued to burn every inch of his skin, and the smoke and dust around him even made it impossible for him to open his eyes and identify the environment.

Ding, ding——

A faint metallic knocking sound was heard from the upper level of the collapsed cave. Exiah immediately raised his submachine gun and shot down the chandelier on the top floor, then climbed to the upper level along the pulled wire.

"save……"

"Don't talk, your throat will hurt."

Exia found the little girl named Pelo lying on the ground unable to move in a room on the fourth floor. Exia immediately threw the submachine gun aside, hugged the little girl with both hands and tried to leave the room.

boom--! !

"Woo!"

The original route back was suddenly engulfed by the explosion, and the huge flames almost knocked the Archangel against the wall.

——Oh no, this house has too many wooden structures, and the fire is spreading faster than expected... What should I do?

The route ahead has been blocked by collapsed and burning ruins, and Archangel can only hold the little girl and try to find another way.

"Don't be afraid, you will see your sister soon."

While comforting the trembling little girl in her arms, Angelica kept looking for a way to escape.

"Cough cough cough...!!"

The smoke and dust were growing thicker, and the air around them was heating up, making it almost impossible to breathe.

——The bottom floor is completely blocked, and this floor is about to collapse. We can only go up first...

boom!

A loud bang interrupted Archangel's thoughts. A violent explosion suddenly occurred in a room that looked like a kitchen not far away. This time Archangel was hit hard by the shock wave, and the two were pushed directly deeper into the room.

"Ahem!!"

The Archangel instinctively used her body to protect the girl, but she herself felt as if her back was hit by a truck. For a moment, she couldn't even breathe or move her fingers.

"Don't worry, we'll be able to escape soon..."

The fallen Archangel tried to get up while comforting the little girl, but in her sight, the heavy concrete load-bearing column above her head was falling down towards her.

Exia could only hug the little girl tightly and close her eyes.

Click! !

The sound of objects shattering came from my ears, but my body did not feel the corresponding pain.

"I can't hold on for much longer. Can you still move, Exia?"

Then came the young boy's voice.

"Orson...?"

Exia got up from the ground tremblingly and saw Orson appear in front of him, summoning the pause and holding up the falling load-bearing column.

"Sorry I'm late! Catching him took longer than expected. This place is too complicated, and I can't understand your stick figure map. Anyway, we have to get out of here first."

Pause threw the load-bearing column aside, and the heavy stone pillar immediately smashed through the floor, revealing a tunnel filled with flames that led directly to the first floor.

"Hold me, and don't let go no matter what."

"Eh?! Wait, wait a minute, ugh..."

Before Exia could react, Orson pulled her over and hugged her tightly in an extremely domineering manner.

If there wasn't a little girl from the Pelo tribe standing between the two of them, the buttons on Orson's shirt would probably have been printed on Angel's clothes.

"Although this is my first attempt, I think it should be quite reliable—don't betray my trust, Director Ken!"

“Who is Director Ken… woooooooooooooo!!”

Before the Archangel's doubts were resolved, Orson had already jumped out of the cave, hugging the two of them tightly.

In mid-air, the rest symbol transformed into a dark hollow sphere, enveloping the three people.

Later--

boom! ! !

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"Still alive..."

Next to the building that had become ruins, the Archangel was lying on the ground in a "spread-out" shape, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"I will never call you a cuckolded lemonhead again, Director Ken..."

Orson standing by didn't know what he was expressing gratitude for.

At the critical moment, everyone escaped from the fire with the help of Orson's "weird method".

"Speaking of which, Orson, how did you find me?"

After resting, Archangel got up from the ground, looked at Orson and asked in a low voice.

"I was able to track the frequency of someone I knew. I followed the frequency and saw the burning building and the little girl, and then I had a general idea of what was going on."

"Is that it?"

"My Originium skills may not be able to find a lost wallet, but I will never lose you. This is my creed."

“…That’s such a corny thing to say.”

After a brief silence, Exiah complained with a smile.

"Big sister! Thank you so much, big sister, and your boyfriend!"

The little girl from the Pelo tribe took her sister to the front of the Archangel and bowed to him with gratitude.

"Boy friend……?"

This time Orson heard it clearly, and he glanced at the Archangel.

"Ahem, he's not my boyfriend. We're colleagues. He's my younger brother."