Baptized Kids

"Sir, please wait!"

It was a girl. Young, maybe around Jasmine's age, standing in the middle of the street, looking frantic.

"H-Have you seen my kid?"

Malik blinked.

"...You have a kid? You?"

She immediately shook her head.

"I—I said that wrong. I meant the orphanage kids."

"Oh."

That made more sense.

"They lost?"

"Yes... but it's, uh, complicated."

Malik crossed his arms.

"I see."

He looked away, already guessing what this was about, and it sounded like a hassle.

"Sorry, but I haven't seen any kids, and I've got things to do."

He turned to leave, but she grabbed his wrist.

"You look like you're super bored! Don't lie! I saw you just wandering around!"

Malik raised a brow.

"Rude. That's not how you talk to someone you want to hire."

"H-Hire?!"