Yoon Gaeul, after finally finding her voice, continued slowly and carefully.

"I... I want to confirm my usefulness. Right now, I can't do anything but be a burden..."

"......"

*Usefulness.* That wasn’t a word you would expect to hear from a high school student. Uijae looked at Gaeul more closely. From head to toe, she seemed like a perfectly ordinary student. Nineteen years old, still a minor. It was unsettling to hear someone so young speak of their “usefulness.”

"I don't want to keep relying on others. I want to be able to contribute as soon as possible…."

Was this what my aunt felt when she looked at me?

There was only one thing Uijae could do. He wasn’t a perfect adult, but he had learned from what he had seen and experienced.