"Ha, where did that come from?"
"You care that much about this?"
"Of course."
"Why?"
"I told you, I'm not interested in them."
"But your actions don't say that."
"..."
Seifer looked at Lake with a smile. "Are you worried that if he finds out she didn't abandon you willingly—that she had her reasons—you won't want to see her?"
Lake snorted.
That might have applied to other people.
But it had absolutely no basis when applied to him.
Lake had been born knowing.
He was a transmigrator. That was the fundamental premise.
To be honest, Lake could only be certain that he was a transmigrator. As for whether he was also a reincarnator, he had no idea. He hoped he wasn't, because his memories began at the age of one. The starting point of his memories in this life was at the entrance to that orphanage, with snow flying everywhere.
So...
Even if these so-called biological parents really were his biological parents, so what?
He had only one mother queen.
Her name was Karen!
As for why Lake had thrown away the Fate Guidance Scroll, the reason was simple. Lake liked unknown things. That was why he had never been afraid of changing the plot. But the prerequisite for liking the unknown was that he had to be confident he could control it.
This one?
It had gone completely off the rails!
Seifer had no idea what Lake was thinking. She merely shrugged and said, "Maybe you should go take a look. Since you don't care who provided this information, does the content of the information make any difference to you? Are you worried that the information itself will make you change the decision you made long ago?"
Lake smiled. "You're overthinking it."
Seifer smiled. "Exactly."
The corners of Lake's