"Making mistakes isn't frightening. What's frightening is finding excuses to escape responsibility afterward." — Klein's Knight's Code.
After returning to the Social Work Center with the three young men—and because he still felt somewhat uneasy, Klein had followed them all the way there—he finally dispelled the last of his doubts.
After confirming the three men's identities, Klein suddenly recalled a saying from the distant East: "I smoke, have tattoos, drink, fight, and have had an abortion, but I'm a good woman."
Once the three had removed their makeup and changed back into ordinary clothes, they truly looked like completely different people. Will, who had put on his glasses, even had a scholarly air about him... Klein immediately apologized profusely again.
"Hahaha, actually, we were startled too. You suddenly charged in, covered in wounds. We were really afraid a conflict had broken out and that we'd hurt you even more."
The young man was named Will. He had worked at the Social Work Center for three years... He was also a rock enthusiast who had formed a band with two friends, and they often participated in charity performances.
Didn't see that coming, did you?
If Gareth were here, he would definitely be teasing himself in an almost flirtatious tone, wouldn't he?
Klein knew that he had been in the wrong from the start, so he became increasingly proper in his attitude. There was actually nothing left for him to do. Although the girl had remained silent on the way and displayed signs of fear, she had already been brought to the Social Work Center. She would receive excellent help here, so Klein had nothing to worry about.
He planned to say goodbye to Will and the others.
Just as he was about to leave, a female social worker from the Social