Hook immediately forgave March 7th.
"Mm-hmm, got it, Hook.
"By the way, were you getting ready to play a game?" "Please call me Pitch-Dark Hook the Great."
Hook planted her hands on her hips, looking so adorable that March 7th's hands started itching again.
Such a cute child, yet she lived somewhere like this. March looked at Alina and Julian beside her too. These children could have had brighter
futures.
March 7th knew that the ultimate source of these problems was the Stellaron.
"We were about to play hide-and-seek, but you showed up before we started, big sis. Do you want to join us?" Hook looked earnestly at March 7th. Honestly, something about March 7th felt very familiar to her.
"Sorry, I still have some things to do."
It was March 7th's first time being called big sis, and her heart simply melted.
But remembering her goal, she reluctantly turned them down.
"That's okay. If you have things to do, big sis, go do them first."
"Yeah, yeah! What do you need to do, big sis? Maybe we Moles can help."
Julian agreed with Hook too.
"It's nothing much, really. I just want to learn about the current situation in the Underworld. We're visitors from beyond the sky, after all, so we need to learn a little about the local customs."
That explanation held up well enough. At least all three little ones believed it.
"Oh, then you can go ask the old witch-no, Miss Natasha. We don't understand that stuff either."
Hook offered a suggestion.
"She should be at the clinic right now."
With that, Hook pointed out the way for March 7th.
"Okay, thank you, Hook."
With her next destination decided, March 7th no longer planned to wander aimlessly.
"The Underworld really is very different from the Upper