I Want An Easy Life After Transmigrating

Save, Don't Destroy

Young Master has great acting skills and even better investigation skills. That was what Angus learned accompanying him to the orphanage every day for a week. He was able to amass a lot of information when given even the tiniest of openings. He could deduce the intentions and history of the children at the orphanage, their likes and dislikes, and their values and goals as well. 

He got along well with most of the children. Most. Not all. Thus the dilemma they were in.

How could they approach the older children without making them run away? Those children have serious trust issues, warranted trust issues but a stumbling block for the Young Master. 

Angus watched as the smile of the Young Master stiffened in the face of a teenager from the orphanage. 

He collected himself quickly and spoke, "Terry, I'm giving you this book not as a gift but so that you can learn to add value to the world. The dukedom does not need more useless people." 

Terry's face glinted with interest. You see, the Young Master realised recently that Terry valued being useful above anything else. The child accommodated the lack of input from others but not from himself. 

"I can be useful?" 

"Of course, you can just take this book and read it. I heard you know how." 

Terry eagerly took the book and left the bench he was sitting on. 

No sooner had the teenager left did the gentle expression on the Young Master's face disappear. 

"Angus." 

"Yes, Young Master." 

"We have a problem. A terrible problem. Everything here is fine, everybody is fine. Good even." 

Except, it should not be. 

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Rubbing his eyes, Ivan looked at the set of facts that he had in front of him. The orphanage had nothing noticeably wrong with it. The caretakers were fine and the children appeared cheerful and healthy. Keyword. Appeared. 

There were glaring problems with the children's care, hygiene, and diet. Yet they did not act it, at least consciously. On a subconscious level, they knew that something was wrong. Same with the caretakers. They treated the children with kindness, smiled at them, and even entertained them, yet the children cowered and flinched at their gestures while sporting bright smiles and their laughs resounded through the building. 

Ivan has never witnessed a case so bizarre in his life as an information officer with a shit-ton of experience. Who decides what world a person transmigrates to? He would like to request a different world. One with no magic. Just an ordinary world. This was too much for him. 

What makes things worse is that the day when the kids are supposed to be trafficked is coming closer. He had only twelve days to wrap this up before the crime occurred. That was not a lot of time for a case of such a nature. He needed to solve it fast. 

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"Mother! Why did you have to bring me along?" Ivan whined, dragging his feet behind the silver-haired woman. 

She pursed her lips and glanced back at him. 

"I'm doing this for your own good! I thought that allowing you to go to the orphanage would finally make you more alive! Who would have thought that it would make you worse?"

"But still! Why do we have to go to this magic street market? Y'know how boring it is, right?" 

The magic street market in the dukedom was extremely popular. Multiple stalls erected by different mages and magic users of all kinds made large profits by selling their products or showing their tricks to passersby. When Ivan transmigrated into this world one of the first things he did was visit this street. He saw novel products and tricks, however, it got tiring soon.