"Seeing a child you raised turn out like this must hurt you deeply too, right?"
Drawing his gaze back from Xiao Meng, who was leaning against a distant wall in a classic delinquent squat, puffing away at her cigarette, Uchiha Gin looked at Manager Long beside him with sympathy.
"Well..."
To his surprise, Long, who should have been playing the role of an old father, blushed and scratched his head awkwardly.
"Actually, not really. To be honest, sir, I'm two years younger than Xiao Meng."
"Huh?"
Looking back and forth between the siblings, whose builds and appearances were worlds apart, Uchiha Gin had so many things to mock that he did not even know where to start.
Sure enough, one could not judge people too superficially. Xiao Meng's first impression had been that of a pitiful, food-loving loli, but looking at her now, was she not clearly an old chain-smoker?
While Uchiha Gin observed Long, this burly yet meticulous man was also secretly studying the strange guest who had suddenly arrived.
Not only had he dared to enter the desolate Hell Valley alone, but he had not shown even a hint of fear upon seeing him.
Whenever Long went out to sell Hot Spring Eggs, he only dared to walk the streets after transforming himself into an ordinary passerby. Otherwise, he would definitely stir up a great deal of unnecessary trouble.
This was far too suspicious.
Long temporarily suppressed his doubts and casually asked, "Where is Gin-san from?"
"The Fire Country."
Uchiha Gin did not hide it. He could tell that Long seemed to have developed some suspicions about him, but that did not affect his investigation.
From his earlier sensing, he could now basically confirm that these honest, dutiful resort employees were definitely not the culprits behind the massacre