章 125: Past subconscious origin

In the middle of a populated district, a young blonde boy with light green eyes, could be seen staggering around. 

The clothes he wore were ragged, and slightly torn. Anyone could tell that he was an orphan. 

The boy couldn't recall when was the last time he ate something, but continued to move on, scavenging, looking for something to eat. 

As he stood in front of a food stall, the man was selling grilled chicken. As the boy watched him grill it, drool started to come out of his mouth 

"Huh? Oi, Brat, move aside. This place is for people with money only." Said the man as he glared at him 

The boy who saw this glare acted frightened and ran off 

"Tch, kids." said the man as he turned his back to grill his meat 

In that moment, while the man was focused on grilling the meat, the kid ran up to it and snatched two pieces of meat