Bound by the Past

Resting his chin on his hand, he looked over at Georgio, his gaze filled with genuine curiosity, tinged with surprise.

It was only natural for him to be intrigued.

Georgio had never shown loyalty, trust, or attachment to anyone besides Vaan, which is a bond that was forged through shared vengeance.

In truth, Georgio had never been interested in anything other than revenge.

For someone like him—once rotting away in the slums, plotting plans that flirted with death—it was unfathomable that he would bow his head to a mafia child.

Vaan's surprise and curiosity were entirely justified.

"I'd love to tell you all about it, but I need to settle things here first," Georgio said with a wry smile. "I came back to make sure my master wouldn't get caught up in this mess."

"Heh… you really are head over heels for that kid, aren't you?"

Vaan who is seated on the floor, chewed on a piece of bread that had fallen to the ground.