Panic

The further he was carried down the hallway, the more Naro's confusion deepened. He was now certain that the person who was handling his cradle was not his parent. The man had not yet looked at him once.

Forget playing with a newborn or showing some affection, what new father would not even spare a glance at his child?

Perhaps it would be excusable if the father was forced to tend to tasks elsewhere and was physically prevented from seeing him, but this was not the case. Naro was within arm's reach!

The longer Naro watched, the more worrying it became.

He even doubted that the man was related to his parents at all. The complete lack of interest that the man was exhibiting would be out of place for anyone close to the family.

Was there a chance that the man was just an extremely detached family manservant?

No matter how much he stretched his imagination, Naro could not believe this. The behavior would still be too far-fetched. 

Not to mention that the man also did not present himself like a servant. In the room, he had appeared to be on equal footing with the two whom Naro was sure were his true parents. 

Now, the man was being escorted down the hallway by two other men who looked like guards.

So, was he the one in charge?

If Naro assumed that he was being carried by someone with considerable standing, then what was the reason for the hand-off?

What had occurred in the room? 

Were his parents sending him away because they no longer wanted him as their child?

As Naro's mind wandered, he did not stop moving and using his senses. After all, there was nothing else he could do to improve his situation.

A minute later, Naro saw that they had reached the end of the hallway. The door opened, and he could see a blue sky. 

It was confirmed that he was not being moved to a different room. He was being taken out of the residence entirely!

His parents did not want him!

Out of nowhere, Naro began to panic.

Who would take him in?

If he was being banished from his house, would he be raised by some poor relatives instead?

Or would he be raised by unrelated people who were a part of the broader family?

Or would he be sent to an adoption house to find new parents?

It was deeply disturbing to Naro. He felt no sense of security.

Where would he sleep?

Where would he eat?

Who would take care of him?

If he was with his parents, then the answer would be obvious, but without his parents, these were suddenly dark, looming questions with huge implications.

Naro initially assumed that the world he was in was similar to the Blue Planet, where the bond between children and parents could be relied upon. Outside of special circumstances, such relationships were the most dependable. 

Parents cared for their children. It was a simple fact.

What if this was not the case in the new world Naro found himself in?

How did it bode for Naro if he was not even going to be raised by his own parents, whom, it now appeared, already had a dubious attachment to him?

If a child-parent bond did not exist, then how much worse would the relationship be with a stranger?

Instinctively, Naro wanted to understand the true nature of his situation so he could problem solve, but he also knew that he did not have any means available to him. Even if he knew more, what could he do?

What, apart from collecting points and waiting for a breakthrough to happen naturally?

The system had yet to guide him, and he had yet to physically develop beyond his infant body. So, Naro could only continue to be diligent. He moved around and focused his senses.

Even in his panic, Naro failed to understand how bad his luck actually was.

The true situation had never crossed his mind.

If Naro had known that he was being given as a tribute to another family, if he had known what fate was entailed for such infants, only the heavens knew how terrified he would be.