"Oh man, this guy's luck is just too bad. He really has it rough!"
As Leon lanted the unfortunate events surrounding the baby-faced girl, she was secretly glancing at him, tears in her eyes and thinking similar thoughts.
*Although Mr. Lyon was a good person, it seed like his family's luck wasn't any better.*
Last ti with the gas pipeline incident, her sister barely escaped a deadly explosion after just a hospital stay. This ti, Leon had been even unluckier. He was just passing by the money box when the pile of Gold Wheel coins inside broke the box's wall and buried him, almost crushing him to death.
*Waaah... And there's more. I've carefully inquired about it. His parents died in battle six years ago, his sister isn't healthy enough for heavy work, and there are two younger siblings who aren't in school yet.*
*His whole family of four was supported by him, their big brother, who started working hard to support them at just fourteen years old. Yet, the family's circumstances kept deteriorating, only slightly improving after he joined the police departnt recently.*
*It's really too pitiful. If sothing really happens to him this ti, even if I compensated his family with a fortune, I'd still feel guilty for a lifeti!*
"I'm truly very sorry! This is all my fault!"
Rembering the empty little ho with no extra furnishings when she went to apologize, the baby-faced girl sniffed hard, lifted her head, and earnestly said,
"Mr. Lyon, aside from the necessary compensation, Charl Departnt Store will cover all your lost wages, dical expenses, and nutrition costs! I know you're soone who doesn't care much for money, but please, this ti, don't refuse! Also, if you have any other requests, feel free to ask! We'll do our utmost!"
"..."
*Oh, well... You apologize so earnestly that it makes
feel guilty...*
Looking at the baby-faced girl apologizing tearfully for sothing that wasn't her fault, Leon subconsciously scratched his head, feeling as if he were extorting her.
*Hmm... no, no.*
*This ti was different from last. If it weren't for , that toad would certainly have caused mass casualties.*
*After being modified by the Brain of the Evil God from the Purification Bureau, it'd likely beco a case of a stampede due to too many people rushing to buy goods, and the big sale would inevitably be forcibly stopped.*
*So killing that toad was actually doing Charl Departnt Store a huge favor. And I did get injured helping them, so it's not like I'm taking sothing I didn't earn.*
...
"Well... let's forget about the compensation, but there is sothing I'd really like your help with."
Thinking of his family's situation, Leon loosened his stiff neck, embarrassed, and said,
"Since you've been to my place, you've probably seen my brother and sister, right? They're at the age to start school. They should have started this sumr. But back then, sothing happened at ho, the military took back... um... long story short, we had no money for schooling at that ti. I've recently checked with the school, but they've said they can't take new students this year, and maybe next year, so if you could..."
"Yes! Absolutely yes!"
Seeing the "poor good guy" finally make so requests, the baby-faced girl, tornted by her conscience, was overjoyed and hurried to the bedside from the foot of the bed, clapping her modest chest earnestly and promising,
"We... Charl Departnt Store owns shares in many good schools. We have internal recomndations every year. You can choose any school, except the royal private ones, among church public schools or noble private schools for them!"
"Um... there's no need for that..."
Thinking about the location of Veteran Lane and those public and private schools, Leon shook his head and said,
"We're all non-believers, and given our family's situation, they probably wouldn't be happy at a noble private school, so there's no need for such a good school. As long as it's an area public school with decent teaching and strict managent... hmm... it would be better if it were closer to ho."
"Ah! I'm sorry, I overlooked that!"
Upon hearing Leon's concern, the baby-faced girl blushed and apologized awkwardly before hesitating,
"But as for good area public schools... The schools in Old Town are quite chaotic. The better ones should be Platinum Public School, Bridge Public School, Chelsea Public School, and Westminster Public School. But you live on the edge of Old Town, on Veteran Lane. These schools, in order to ensure student resources, are built closer to the New Town side, so they seem a bit far. Walking there would take quite a while every day, how about..."
Sneaking a glance at Leon's expression, the baby-faced girl cautiously suggested,
"Shall I compensate you with a house there?"
?!?
*What?! Isn't it normal to suggest, 'how about you switch schools,' and at most offer a vintage stagecoach? What's with giving a school district house directly? Is Charl Departnt Store really this outrageously generous?*
"Hiss... cough! Cough, cough, cough!!!"
Startled by the baby-faced girl's suggestion, Leon instinctively took a deep breath, which strained his cracked ribs, leading to painful coughing. Holding his chest in agony, he leaned back against the headboard.
"Ah! Mr. Lyon! Hold on, I'll call a doctor!"
Seeing Leon go from fine to pale and lying down suddenly terrified the baby-faced girl. She turned to find a doctor imdiately.
Yet, just as she turned, Leon quickly pulled her back.
"I'm okay, I'm okay... cough... I just... inhaled too abruptly."
Afraid this weepy compensation girl might propose so absurd compensation plan, Leon, holding her hand, caught his breath and pressed his aching ribs, refusing,
"There's really no need for a house! Just help my brother and sister get into school! Oh right, among these better public schools, which is the closest to Veteran Lane?"
"..."
Perplexed, she glanced at their clasped hands, feeling Leon's warm, calloused palm. The baby-faced girl didn't struggle imdiately. After so thought, she shyly replied,
"The closest public school... that should be Bridge Public School. The main gate is at the end of Bridge Street, and it's not too far from your workplace in the municipal district. If you get off work early, you could pick up your brother and sister from school... um... Mr. Lyon, your hand..."
"Oh, sorry!"
Upon being reminded, Leon, for so reason lost in thought, quickly released the baby-faced girl's hand and furrowed his brows in concentration.
Bridge Street... That Happiness Apartnt that almost cut him in half with giant scissors seed to be on number 35 of this street. Not only was the rent very low, but there were also many vacant apartnts.
Moreover, the husband of the middle-aged nurse from the hospital incident happened to be a teacher at Bridge Public School, and Anna coincidentally "saved" his wife, forming a bond of good karma.
*To say the least, if lanie and others went to Bridge Public School, they'd definitely be well taken care of. If they occasionally misbehaved, both Anna and I could quickly find out. Moving there seed like getting several benefits at once but...*
Recalling that "unhealthy" muscular old man and his giant scissors that almost split him, Leon worriedly rubbed his temples.
*Anna and the others could move in, but what about ?*
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